Why can’t I make out with a monk?

Handwritten page of a diary dated June 1, 1974

SO amped up about some pictures Uncle Larry showed me of houses on top of mountain peaks. I fell perfectly in LOVE with them and I told him I wanted to live there but then he said, don’t get too psyched — those are monasteries!

Here are some reasons I could not be a monk:
Some day I might want to try getting drunk.
I like to go shopping and buy a lot of junk.
Plus I am a GIRL who wants to kiss a hunk.

I showed this poem to Larry. He said he thinks monks drink wine. And maybe I could get in if I dressed like a boy. But he thinks I’d still have to give up shopping. And he said even if there was a hunky monk there for me to look at — that monk has probably given up kissing.

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Original image: http://www.edwebproject.org/balkans/meteora.html
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Published in: on February 14, 2011 at 7:30 am  Comments (1)  

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  1. There are monks who live in the hills
    For the girls, they’ve got nothing but chills
    For under the habit
    They are hiding a rabbit
    Who gives them one heck of a thrill


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