Crucify to de-cancerfy
I always dread this annual nail-fest. Can never seem to look on the bright side of life of these extreme piercistas flailing 'n' nailing 'emselves up there.
My filipina sis-in-law is over there so i expect she'll bring back local press coverage for my delectation.
I always look for the odd whitey joining in the frolics and sure enough, there's that bloke hanging up to dry so's his mum can kick the Big C.
They're out there - I mean *up* there.
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The church "frowns upon"...so it's a bit like climbing over college walls after curfew.
Ha ha! A palpable hit.
It costs 5 pesos (USD $.10) to use the toilet. I'm imagining some JC imitator wearing only a loin cloth, begging his way into the WC for lack of a dime. Please, senora, I left my wallet in my other sheet...
I mean, if you're about to get crucified, you don't want to embarrass yourself up there on the cross, you ought to get some kind of privileges.
"In my other sheet"! - love it. Actually, i should have anticipated that i'd get some very good comments on this one. it's the sort of topic that brings an instant wolfish grin to your slavering chops as you rub your hands with a "dont know what i'm gonna say but this is a goody - oh yeh, there's potential here to have Holmes ROFLHAO.
This still went on--and scourging--in New Mexico until at least my birth. I suspect it still does but that's the last reliable account I know of.
Thanks.
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