I want to tattoo the following hymn stanza on my arm:
Dziś, gdy wokół nas niepokój,
Gdzie się człowiek schronić ma,
Gdzie ma pójść jak nie do matki,
która ukojenie da,
Więc błagamy, o Madonno,
skieruj wzrok na dzieci swe”

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How many Catholics does it take to understand Queen lyrics?

Me: “You’re Catholic and you don’t know what Beezlebub is?”
Employee #1: “I was raised Spanish Catholic, I don’t know”
Me: “I was raised Polish Catholic and I know what it is”
Employee #2: “and I was raised Irish Catholic. Combine the three together and we know NOTHING”

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Thoughts about Religion at 2:50am on a Sunday morning

I dislike pigeon-holding myself to a specific religion, but I do say that “I was raised Roman Catholic.” What’s even worse, is that I was raised Roman Catholic in a Polish family and community. That’s basically a combination of Irish and Italian: poverty and excessive religious holidays. I swear to God, Polish people go to [...]

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Memoirs of a Bicyclist – 2nd Edition

I think I would bike ride far more often if I lived in a different building. I really hate getting through two sets of double doors AND a security gate in order to just get on my street with my bicycle. I know I should appreciate the security, but it’s always incredibly awkward. I always manage to [...]

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a Priest and Adrianna walk into a bar…

Adrianna: “Bless me Father, for I have sinned, I haven’t been to confession in a while. Well, uh, my sins. Well I’m in college and I haven’t gone to mass since Thanksgiving break.”
Priest: “Where do you go to college, if I may ask?”
Adrianna: “NYU”
Priest: “Well if you went to church there, you’d probably be the [...]

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