For a Catholic kid in parochial school, the only way to survive the beatings - by classmates, not the nuns - was to be the funny guy.
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I went to a school run by Catholic nuns. They were really strict.
Going to Catholic school was what fueled me into comedy. The nuns were so brutal so I used to try to make my friends laugh.
I remember one time when all the nuns in my Catholic grade school got around in a semicircle, me and Mom in the middle, and they said, 'Mrs. Farley, the children at school are laughing at Christopher, not with him.' I thought, 'Who cares? As long as they're laughing.'
I went to an all-girls' Christian convent school run by nuns. It was fun, but when I was 15, I said, 'Mum, that's it - I need to go where there are some boys.'
There was plenty of dysfunction in my family and I went to Catholic School with these psychotic nuns. I would always try to be funny to lighten the mood.
I was raised as a Catholic, but I didn't like the Catholic Church at all. I thought the nuns were mean.
In the third grade, a nun stuffed me in a garbage can under her desk because she said that's where I belonged. I also had the distinction of being the only altar boy knocked down by a priest during mass.
I'm really happy I went to a Catholic school because a lot of the repressive tactics they use make for great senses of humor.
I had an Irish Catholic education. Horrible nuns, vindictive and cruel.
I was brought up a Catholic and I was quite fervent, because I was sent to a convent school.
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