The silly serial shriving thread

Miscellaneous and Personal Stuff I Must Share
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Shriving, for those of you who don’t know, is the act of making of a confession. Okay, technically I should have said shrift rather than use a gerund, but I wanted a two-syllable word.

Anyway, the rules here are simple. Poster A confesses something. Poster B decides what Poster A’s penance should be, then confesses something for Poster B to comment on…and so forth.

I shall begin:

Wotan help me, but deep in my heart I think Michelle Bachman is kinda hot. I see her spouting nonsense on C-Span and–rather than plotting ways to frame her for the assassination of a Saudi prince so that she can be extradited to Riyadh–I instead turn down the sound and just look at her.

How shall I be cleansed of this?

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You are to be sentenced to three hours of reading the Sports Illustrated Swimsuit Edition.

My confession: I watch Brady Bunch episodes and actually like them.

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Your penance is 60 days’ house arrest. In the Bradys’ house. Hope you don’t have to use the bathroom much.

My confession: Sometimes, I don’t help people at work just because I don’t like them.

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Marcia Marcia Marcia!