Blair: Forgive me, Father, for I have sinned. It’s been … awhile since my last confession.
Priest: What’s troubles you my child?
Blair: After being broken up with my boyfriend for exactly 20 minutes, I… succumbed to inebriation, performed at a speakeasy and surrendered my virtue to a self-absorbed ass! The only good news is that he’s a total pig who will act like it never happened. Thank God!
Priest: Hum..
Blair: Sorry. Truthfully I’m not even catholic.
Priest: You don’t say.
Blair: But losing my virginity to Chuck Bass?! None of my friends will ever understand. I’m ready for my punishment. Whatever you and God think is fair - flogging, fasting, putting that thing with the teeth around my thigh, like Silas.
Priest: How about some food for thought instead? Don’t drink. Keep your clothes on. Try avoiding those who might cause you to stray.
Blair: Oh, I plan to! Thank you, Father. That was very good advice.
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Blair: You don’t grant birthday wishes, do you ?
Priest: I’m a priest, not a genie.
Blair: Well, the next time you talk to Him, would you ask him to send my boyfriend back to me?