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'I'm confused. Is this a romance novel or a confession about how much you like boxes and warm places to nap?'

True confessions.

Two priests share a laugh outside a confessional booth

"Believe me when I tell you that I'm not that honest."

Tell me about it--last night I ate a whole sleeve of Communion wafers.

"I write mostly confessional non-fiction."

'Father James, I slept with Father Henry from next parish... Is that a sin?' - 'Of course!! You belong to my parish!'

'Next time you hear confession from that barmaid say, Tut-tut not COR.'

'Someday I'm going to tell you all of the things I've done right.'

"The truth serum made you say some very hurtful things."

This Saturday 10:30 Confessions of a Window Cleaner, Doctor, Nurse, Policeman, Shop Worker, Lollipop Lady, Butcher, Baker, Housewife, Schoolboy...

'Don't get me wrong, the Church is glad to hear your confession of improper contributions, but only the I.R.S. can grant absolution.'

"I brought my worn out shoes because I heard that confession was good for the sole!"

'I'll tell her all about this when she gets home.'

'I committed the sin of pride. I've been gloating over how our church baseball team waxed yours.'

Admissions lady: 'I don't take care of myself like I should ... my negligence probably killed a guy once ... I'm secretly attracted to you ...'

'Well, for the sake of argument, just pretend you've done something wicked.'

'I've been disrespectful again, Dad.'

Trilby - 'Confession

"Forgive me Father, I'm about to sin."

"Look, they get really mad when I dig up the garden, so, can you please sign this statutory declaration..."

Priests Play Good Priest, Bad Priest

"...And I cheated at solitaire...twice."

The Confessional: a bored priest listens to a confession.

Priest says to man in confessional: 'Blah-de-blah ... come on, get to the good stuff!'

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True confession

'Stick on Souls'

'Everything is confidential. We don't need to do scout's honor.'

"Clark...is there something you'd like to tell me?"

"What a listener. My burden feels lighter already."

"What's this, a confession written in code. . .?"

"Father Fondell. . . your confessional is ready."

Confession plugged up to an amp.

'I fancy you like mad, Miss Prentice.'