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May 28, 2013

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Chris Yeh

I was married in a Catholic church. During the ceremony, the priest liberally sprinkled me with holy water. I looked over at Alisha, and I knew exactly what she was thinking:

"For God's sake, resist the urge to start screaming, 'It burns! It burns!'"

I resisted, and the ceremony proceeded without incident.

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