Your Turn....Can you Guess?

When my brother and I were younger, we would make up fun games. He was 5 years younger than me. One day, I thought it would be fun to play 'let's see if we can throw a marble into each other's mouth'. Sounded good to the 12-year old that I was. Of course, I offered to throw first. Wouldn't you know my luck? I got it in the first try, as well as knocked out one of his loose baby teeth. Brownie points, right? No. Both went right down his throat and he started gagging. I told him to stop it before Mom saw and I got into trouble. Fortunately, he got both up, then said, "my turn." I told him that I was tired of this game. 

A McDonald's Confession

I went to Confession and had a fairly young priest. As I started my Confession, he told me that I didn't need to go into the details, but rather just give him the number of the Commandment that I had broken.  I thought this was a unique and less embarrassing approach, for both of us. So, I said, "OK, I'll take 10 #4s, 1 #8, and 2 #10s." I thought that was great. It was just like ordering fast food.

Even more interesting, when I came out of the Confession, my husband asked me what my penance was. I told him that it was corporal punishment. Shockingly, he believed me....and still to this day! Ha!