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The phrase 'crumpled heap' comes to mind.
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For the priest on confessional duty, sometimes it's a very long wait for the confessee to finish their sorid stories of sin, woe, and misery. Furthermore, in some churches I've been in, the facilities are quite improperly sized for the building, yet there is no real room for expansion. The question
becomes, would you want your priest to have to excuse himself while you're confessing to your worst and sobbing away? Thus to save space and provide relief in the most desperate situations, I propose the confessional commode. Just lift up the priest's padded bench, and there it is. The confessee will have the added benefit of hearing his wrongs being 'flushed away' forever. Plus, this would provide a convenient excuse to more regularly use incense.
(Author's note: this is all meant in good fun, and I mean no disrespect to the Catholic church)
For some weird reason, confessionals and bathrooms just seem to go together in my mind. Maybe it's that water/baptismal connection. [RayfordSteele, May 16 2002, last modified Oct 17 2004]
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