BobbyRobby
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Catholics are insane too. My dad sent me and my brother to see the Pope for World Youth Day. The amount of awkward moments was unreal. Most of the time there was constant singing of religious songs, and girls constantly talking to us. I didn't even know how to respond to it though, because I'm not sure what they wanted. They would do stuff like ask for our e-mails, offering to become pen-pals. And since they assumed we were nice, Catholic boys, we would get a lot of fat girls talking to us, who normally don't have enough self-esteem to confront boys. It was painful.
At one point though, my brother and I met these two cute girls, who unlike almost everyone else, seemed normal. We hung out for a while, and the prospects of hooking up seemed good. Then they started to show their true colors, and got all religious on us. They were genuinely shocked that my brother and I never heard of some rapping priest. "What?!, You never heard of him. He's from New York, you live right by him!" Once they asked us if we wanted to go to a prayer session, we told them we had to go somewhere else, and escaped.
The trip was salvaged though, because of the fact I was able to drink, and this beautiful game that allowed me to kiss hot, Polish girls.
At one point though, my brother and I met these two cute girls, who unlike almost everyone else, seemed normal. We hung out for a while, and the prospects of hooking up seemed good. Then they started to show their true colors, and got all religious on us. They were genuinely shocked that my brother and I never heard of some rapping priest. "What?!, You never heard of him. He's from New York, you live right by him!" Once they asked us if we wanted to go to a prayer session, we told them we had to go somewhere else, and escaped.
The trip was salvaged though, because of the fact I was able to drink, and this beautiful game that allowed me to kiss hot, Polish girls.