For a long time now, Branden and I have had a running joke about the most embarrassing thing you could confess to your bishop. A couple of years ago I came up with the most memorable one so far:
"Bishop, I messed up really bad... I went out fishing, and I caught a really nice fish, and I reeled it in, painted a bikini on it, and made out with it."
Yeah it was really weird, but we're weird people. I'm sure you're all aware of that. Anyway, yesterday we came up with something along the same lines as we drove home from Randy's Records: Pedding.
Confessor says, "Bishop, I pedded.... No, no, not petted, pedded. Didn't you notice the "D" sound? It means doing something sensual with your feet. Ped, as in latin for feet."
Bishop then asks, "Shoes on or off?"
Confessor quickly replies, "Shoes off, but I did have socks on. I didn't want to transmit any Foot Transmitted Diseases like athletes foot."
Yeah, I completely understand if you all decide to stop reading my blog after this post. We made ourselves laugh anyway.