I was on my porch at the seniors apartments reading this post and laughing uncontrollably. I had the church ladies stop and pray for me to locate my mental health. Oh, I searched but couldn’t find whether St. Alphonsus, aka St Alphonso, was the patron saint of pancake breakfasts per Frank Zappa.
My favorite saint is St Hubbins, the patron saint of quality footwear.
I was on my porch at the seniors apartments reading this post and laughing uncontrollably. I had the church ladies stop and pray for me to locate my mental health. Oh, I searched but couldn’t find whether St. Alphonsus, aka St Alphonso, was the patron saint of pancake breakfasts per Frank Zappa.
Don't you know you're supposed to ask St. Anthony to intervene for lost things?
Sorry, I was brought up in the Baptist church. Unfortunately, not the foot-washing bunch.