Originally Posted by PR_Tom

Told this before, so whats one more time?
When I was a kid and altar boy, Father MIke had a bunch of us over to the rectory basement to plan out the next activity. We'd have dances and go camping and field trips etc, pretty cool. But he proceeded to break out a bag of weed and pack a bowl and get high, then send us to the store for some smokes for him and some chips and sodas.