Those Molested Choirboys

Submitted by Bureau

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Friday, 26 July 2013

I didn't know it but there was this one priest back where we lived on Myrl Street who molested choirboys.

I actually didn't hear about it until years later when we had a class reunion.

Guess I was about the only boy there that he never attacked.

Might have been that a Moleturd was a turnoff for him. "You wanted to see, Master Moleturd", the secretary at the school would ask. He always stated "NO!"

So it was the name. Or, perhaps the fact that I had a bad stomach and farted every five-to-ten minutes. We DID eat a lot of Beans on Toast for lunch. Also, my problem got me out of the choir after our first recital. I can still hear the associate choir master saying, "Where does that extra bass come from?"

-I.B. Moleturd

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