The Isolated Blurt Thread XXVII: Aubrey Plaza's Cotton Candy Flavored Vagina

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i had some 2 days ago :D they sell them, AND foam shrimps, in our local co-op. they do flyng saucers as well some days, but in the plastic bags something doesn't taste the same and they were my favourites. even the sherbert lemons aren't as sherberty :(

When I was little my mum used to tell me flying saucers were Holy Communion. I was so fucking gutted at my first Holy Communion when there was no sherbet in it. And every one after that actually.

Life is cruel.
 
When I was little my mum used to tell me flying saucers were Holy Communion. I was so fucking gutted at my first Holy Communion when there was no sherbet in it. And every one after that actually.

Life is cruel.
i feel your pain - but would loved to have watched you pipe up in outrage '' 'scuse me, but where the fuck's the sherbert? you sucked these first?'
 
i feel your pain - but would loved to have watched you pipe up in outrage '' 'scuse me, but where the fuck's the sherbert? you sucked these first?'

My communion was a fucking horror. All the other little girls wore white dresses and I wore tartan (don't know, don't ask) with a horrendous veil that was so starchy it looked like a microlite landed on my head. My confirmation was marginally better as there was no tartan but still no sherbet.

Fucking Catholics.
 
I got told of for taking it out of my mouth and looking at the host. :eek:
not sayin' nuthin'

newp

my face hurts :D

My communion was a fucking horror. All the other little girls wore white dresses and I wore tartan (don't know, don't ask) with a horrendous veil that was so starchy it looked like a microlite landed on my head. My confirmation was marginally better as there was no tartan but still no sherbet.

Fucking Catholics.
bloody hell. lololololol

tartan
unusual choice, i'll give you that. aw :rose:

sherbert's one of life's great joys *nods*

k, i'm off. nite nite, y'all. :kiss:
 
My White dress , which for some reason we had crossed the planet to buy instead of buying one near where we were.....it was white but hideous) was long enough to conceal the fact I had ditched the ugly white shoes and replaced them with a pair of my mother's old evening shoes from my dressing up box, so I went down the aisle, clunkertyscrape, until some one found my ballet shoes from somewhere. I was pretty much ok with them too, even though they had no sparky bits. I just sat and read the cute little book of the saints and loved the pictures and wonderful saints names and bizarre things saints did. ( the ceremony leader at my FHC loved the shoe thing and is a friend to this day, he's is a very funny guy and was inspirational. )

I still have my first rosary which my best friend's mum bought me. It's black onyx with a Miraculous Medal on it. Got it dangling from my bedroom mirror. I hated all the attention of those things, getting up infront of folks. Was a really shy kid.

I had a book of saints too. I remember being fascinated by St Cecilia as a kid. Maybe that's why Cecil hit me so hard.

Took Bernadette as my confirmation name cos loved the whole Lourdes story.
 
My communion was a fucking horror. All the other little girls wore white dresses and I wore tartan (don't know, don't ask) with a horrendous veil that was so starchy it looked like a microlite landed on my head. My confirmation was marginally better as there was no tartan but still no sherbet.

Fucking Catholics.


Sweet baby Jesus.

Were the Bay City Rollers alter boys in this church?
 
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I decided not to be confirmed, so no confirmation name. I think I would have found it hard to choose really.

I've been done twice! Was really sick as a baby and nearly popped me clogs so my parents picked Mary. I chose Bernadette on the second go.
 
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