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Just when you thought that Catholic church activities couldn't get any more bizarre.....

Reverend Elvis "All Shook Up" In Sex Scandal -- A Catholic priest in New York City was suspended after he apparently used his confessional booth to pick up women. The action came after Judith Rodriguez-Lytwyn filed a $25 million lawsuit against Our Lady of the Snows in Glen Oaks, New York. She met Reverend Elvis Elano while going through a divorce when she entered his confessional and he told her, "Your presence struck me like a thunderbolt," according to her lawyer, Andrew Laufer. "For lack of a better word, he was hitting on her," Laufer said, adding that the two began dating and eventually engaged in sex. The woman ended the affair when Elano sent her an e-mail indicating he had a sexually transmitted disease he may have gotten from another woman.

I'm just sayin,

--Margo

Comments

Chris Barnette said…
I don't understand these confessional booths anyway, I thought we had open comunication with the man upstairs anyway. And the Catholics really need to change thier policy on letting priest marry. Don't understand it..But I'm Baptist..good post
Tuesday, June 23, 2009 9:50:00 PM
Joseph said…
At least it was a grown woman.
Wednesday, June 24, 2009 8:34:00 AM
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