04.17.2008 6:18 pm
298 comments
This is what you get when you use beer and pretzels instead of bread and wine.
Nice words…
I don’t think he appreciated the whoopie cushion.
Guess who used Imperial margarine on his Burger King pancakes?
This must be why he’s transferring me from New York City to Pumpkin Pass, Iowa.
Why do I feel like I’m at a BBQ and we’re the main course?
If he doesn’t want priests to have sex he should let them get married
Why do I feel like a Rump Roast?
Think he’d take on Archbishop Burke next?






I liked it better when it was in Latin–it’s more reverent when you don’t know what he’s saying