[dekeguy]

When I was a kid in Parochial School our teacher, a Nun from France, would ask us what we were giving up for lent. Joey would say, "Candy, Sister", Denise would say, "Ice Cream, Sister", and when she came to ask me what I was giving up for lent I replied, "Catholicism, Sister"! She promptly blew a fuze and sent me to see the Pastor, and old Monsignor whose 6 A.M. Mass I served twice a week. When I told him why I had been sent to see him he damn near fell off his chair laughing. He then asked, with a large grin, if he could still count on me turning up twice a week for early Mass. "No sweat, Padre" and I was home free.