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I Believe

I believe could strangle father Joseph. God forgive me with the Christening coming up but he has gone so pious, so high and bloody mighty. Tosser, he is just a jumped up little man. He was always a terrible wanker at school and now he is the priest and I have to listen him. I want our little Mike to be brought up in God’s Holy Church and I go to mass and observe lent and pay in my wee envelope but the priests wants to eat me out of house and home as well. The bishop should kick his arse for him. Telling me off for every thing I think about never mind do and all the time eating my best apple pie. Anyway I should hold my tongue, I’ve promised to clean the alter in the morning before I go to work. And I have some extra prayers tonight.