KK 91: Y'all just don't understand!

[Wendy Whiner voice]But whyyyyyyyyy?[/Wendy Whiner voice]

 

*spits it out*

Pa-toey!

*eats chocolate chip cookie dough Balance Bar instead*

 

It has a lot to do with the culture back in the day, of what they considered meat.

 

So the Catholic Church doesn't believe in progressing and changing with the times?

 

Like I said before, it's tradition.

 

r- everything you need to know can be answered here:

http://www.newadvent.org/cathen/05678a.htm

LMFAO

 

I thought you left......

 

and to love: a god
and to fear: a flame
and to burn a crowd that has a name

and to right or wrong
and to weak or strong
it is known, just scrape it from the wall

I've willed, I've walked, I've read
I've talked, I know, I know,
I've been there before

hey, now we won't be raped
hey, now we won't be scarred like that
hey, now we won't be raped
hey, now we won't be scarred like that

it's the sun that burns
it's the wheel that turns
it's the way we sing that makes 'em dream

and to christ: a cross
and to me: a chair
I will sit and earn the ransom
from up here

I've willed, I've walked, I've read
I've talked, I know, I know,
I've been here before

hey, now we won't be raped
hey, now we won't be scarred like that
hey, now we won't be raped
hey, now we won't be scarred like that

and to love: a god
and to fear: a flame
and to burn a love that has a name

I've willed, I've walked, I've read
I've talked, I know, I know,
I've been here before

hey, now we won't be raped
hey, now we won't be scarred like that
hey, now we won't be raped
hey, now we won't be scarred like that..

 

I'm out of Diet Coke

*gets angry*

 

A little......

 

*finds a happy place*

He's got a smile
And it seems to me
Reminds me of childhood memories
Where everything was as fresh as a bright blue sky

And now and then when I see his face
It takes me away to that special place
And if I stared too long
I'd probably break down and cry

Oh, ooh oh, sweet child 'o mine
Oh, oh oh oh sweet love of mine

He's got eyes of the bluest skies
As if they thought of rain
I'd hate to look into those eyes
And see an ounce of pain
His hair reminds me
Of a warm safe place
Where as a child I'd hide
And pray for the thunder
And the rain
To quietly pass me by

Oh, ooh oh sweet child o' mine
Ooh oh oh, sweet love of mine
Oh, oh oh oh sweet child o' mine
Ohh, sweet love of mine

Where do we go
Where do we go now
Where do we go


Where do we go, sweet child
Where do we go now
Where do we go, sweet child
Where do we go now
Where do we go
Where do we go now
Where do we go
Where do we go now
Now, now, now, now, now, now, now
Sweet child
Sweet child o' mine

 

*points at sweatshirt*

*Does not play well with others*

 

No, not yet. But if I do it won't be because of a few differences in opinion. It will be because you all seem to have declared open season on Catholics. Spin it anyway you guys want. And you're smart enough to know that this isn't about the discussion on fish; this is about the other comments.

 

*Brain and head 'splode simultaneously just from considering opening that page*

 

Hrm...good point....my bad for thinking that's a good idea.

 

*cranks up The Little River Band*