A perfect example of a traditional Catholic would be to dedicate every living moment and action to some Saint.
>Be me Christ's chosen
>Get up from bed and delighted to see I made it home from the pub somehow and have a 5 left in my wallet and am reminded to pray to Saint Tyrone of Detroit for my robbery free travel
>Gaze around my one room apartment and see my bruised pregnant wife and most of my 8 children all still asleep and am reminded to pray to Saint Genghis of Finland to bless my family with greater fertility
>Wow look it's time to go to our special mass honoring the perfection of the fifth grandma of blessed Mary, Holy be all there names. Almost forgot to pray to Saint Patty of London to wake me up before the welfare office closes next time
>Trudge myself to the nearest gold covered cathedral when I happen to run into someone not wearing a giant visible cross hanging along with a wife beater shirt
> I then condemn the likely Protestant heretic with Hellfire for having only two children, a job, an education, and his obvious materialist lifestyle that creates only poverty. Pray to blessed Saint Rosa Luxenberg in thanks for her Silver tongue.
>Arrive to the sound of crying children and to my surprise our supreme arch Bishop is there so I naturally kiss his feet and worship his Holiness
>Scoot my way to the pub and drink and fight with my brothers and cousins in between praying to various Saints we are called to every minute by the radio
>Slip on a rat on the floor
>Die
>St Peter here I come!
>Emerge into a lake of fire that tickles in the same way as all my bodily encapsulating sores but see all my favorite modern Saints are with me!
>mfw no one told me