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So who exactly are you pouring your guts out to? Isn't that
the whole concept behind confessionals? Someone other than
God has to hear your sins. Uhmm, I ain't telling no tanning
bed attendant my dirtiest, darkest secrets. No way. Unless, of
course, there was a camera involved and we could make a
realty show out of it. And then I would become rich and
famous from it. Wow, do I sound shallow. Hmmm. |
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Why stop at a tanning bed? Surely penitents would rather suffer now than in the afterlife. Let's expand it to all forms of self-flagellation. From dripping wax to boiling oil, from candles to branding irons. From needles to iron maidens. From wet noodles to horsewhips. |
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// boiling oil, branding irons, horsewhips, et al // |
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The resulting shrieks, curses and subsequent blaspheming
would add to the list of sins; the confession would feed on
itself. Vote for Pay Per View + |
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Beautiful, tight-leather-clad confessors available for a small extra charge. |
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"Whip me, Sister, for I have sinned...."? |
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