A Quote by Mike Birbiglia

I was an altar boy as a kid. And the answer is no. — © Mike Birbiglia
I was an altar boy as a kid. And the answer is no.

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I grew up going to Catholic school and I was altar boy even going back to the days where the altar boys had to learn the Latin clergy for mass.
I was an altar boy, a spokesperson for the Virgin Mary, I was a choir boy but then at the age of 14 I discovered masturbation and all that went out the window.
Easy believeism dishonors the blood and prostitutes the altar. We must alter the altar, for the altar is a place to die on. Let those who will not pay this price leave it alone!
I'm a lapsed altar boy.
You can't answer a kid's question. A kid never accepts any answer. A kid never says, 'Oh, thanks. I get it.'... They just keep coming with more questions - why, why, why? - until you don't even know who the fk you are anymore at the end of the conversation. It's an insane deconstruction.
I was an altar boy and a choir member.
I was brought up a Catholic and was an altar boy.
My kid is seven years old and is learning to read and conjugate, but I don't agree with that kind of education because I feel that the concepts are not contextualized... it's interesting to try to make my kid a reflective boy, rather than just a repetitive boy, even if he doesn't agree with me.
I was an altar boy. I could probably quote the Bible from beginning to end.
I'm 84 years old. Don't let the altar-boy face fool you.
I'm going to say my favorite thing is to eat salads, and I'll be like the altar boy.
I was an altar boy, with a very strict father. And movies were always my escape.
I was an altar boy, which I loved and am very proud of. It was strict, but also really nice.
I was rambunctious - a boy's boy, full of energy. I wasn't a bad kid. I just liked to talk.
Our politicians have sacrificed their principles on the altar of special interests; our corporate leaders have sacrificed their integrity on the altar of profits; and our media watchdogs have sacrificed the voice of dissent on the altar of audience competition.
My mother was gentle and warm. She was the sort of person you could really open up to. I was the eldest and her only boy, so I guess I was treated differently. She did bring me up as a Catholic, and at one time I was an altar boy, but I lost my faith, as did my father, when my mother died at 45.
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