It wasn't until listening to an NPR story this morning that I realized I hadn't heard the Pope's voice before.
It was a revelation.
It never occured to me that he'd sound like he had grown up in the VonTrapp Family.
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Folk Mass is so passe. It's all about the glam-rock Mass today.
Because Jesus prefers to get it in writing.
A gift for your favorite RCIA drop-out.
Breakfast IS miraculous.
He'd stop looking at all that porn, you pervert.
Because the only thing missing from the Fatima apparitions? Unicorns.
My solar-powered-virgin can beat up your glow-in-the-dark St. Joseph.
There's nothing like taking a shower with the Pope.
The perfect box for your Lenten lunches.
She looks just like my principal in 4th grade. Her breath probably smells better, though.
Now you can say with authority, "Jesus told me so!"
Nicotine patch not working? Try some good old fashioned Catholic guilt!
There's no time like Easter to say, "I hope you move away."
Just in time for the Papal visit. Prove you know who he was before everyone started calling him "Pope Benny."
I'm guessing "making out with a cutie" isn't on their list of "fun."
Uhm, I believe the correct Latin term is "Fr. What-a-Waste." See MightyGoods for more info!
Very funny.
Posted by: Melissa | April 17, 2008 at 09:10 PM