Made this Gilligan Island's video in hs. Gilligan's head was shrunk to sive of baseball so we could play the game with some tribals and if we won we wouldn't be cook, the skipper was given libo-surgery and D-cups, Miss Owl was run over by truck driven by Mr. Owl, the professor had a threesome with Ginger and that other brunette forgot her name, and we ended with a constipation commercial. Don't ask, the movie didn't even make sense to us after we finished.
I memorized a prayer attributed to St. Francis.
Lord, make us instruments of your peace. Where there is hatred, let us sow love; where there is injury, pardon; where there is discord, union; where there is doubt, faith; where there is dispair, hope; where there is darkness, light; where there is sadness, joy. Grant that we may not so much seek to be consoled as to console; to be understood as to understand; to be loved, as to love. For it is in giving that we receive; it is in pardoning that we are pardoned; and it is in death that we are born to eternal life. Amen.
Name one of your favorite prayers and then recite it.
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