Confession Sunday: Bodily Dysfunctions


Confession Sunday

Some years ago I was in Washington, D.C. with my ex-wife touring all the museums and sights. At one point, she had to go to the bathroom, but there weren’t any restrooms in sight, and she couldn’t hold it in any longer. Before I knew it, my ex-wife was at the side of the building taking a pee on the White House lawn. She had courage.