I thought you might be the first woman Pope. You have a long history of Catholic ritual practice. After all, you used to conduct Mass in your basement with Muffin in attendance. I’m not sure Muffin made a good confession, but you still let her receive communion. You said, “the body of Christ,“ and gave the dog a Necco wafer instead of an actual communion host. Based on this training and youthful devotion, I think you should’ve been given serious consideration for elevation to the papacy. You could’ve been given your own custom fitted red Prada shoes. Popess Mary Magdalene I. Or did you have another name in mind?
I saved my cairn terrier's soul, but went on to marry in the Episcopal church and didn't baptize my daughter, although I do drip holy oil on her forehead when she's sleeping.
I can't answer for Eileen other than in saying the sense the title had for me, i.e. either a reference to the absurd ritual of the papal conclave, (and its elitist gathering of a group of myth believers who use their hierarchy to manipulate the simple-minded and uneducated non-thinkers across the globe; or the kind of smoke produced when one fumes at hypocrisy, male privilege and the intentional delusion created and maintained to control the lives and nature of others; or both.
If I'm wrong, so be it, you have my views fairly clearly expressed. Do with them what you will but thank you for asking the question - for questioning is anathema to religion and religion is anathema to peace, despite the many who are deluded into thinking the opposite.
I’m guessing there are no tariffs on G.I. Joe dolls.
But they're tariffing the hell out of Kens.
Since Kens are a dime a dozen anyway, it matters little. Right?
There's a kung fu grip joke of some kind here.
I thought you might be the first woman Pope. You have a long history of Catholic ritual practice. After all, you used to conduct Mass in your basement with Muffin in attendance. I’m not sure Muffin made a good confession, but you still let her receive communion. You said, “the body of Christ,“ and gave the dog a Necco wafer instead of an actual communion host. Based on this training and youthful devotion, I think you should’ve been given serious consideration for elevation to the papacy. You could’ve been given your own custom fitted red Prada shoes. Popess Mary Magdalene I. Or did you have another name in mind?
IT WAS A BREMNER WAFER.
I saved my cairn terrier's soul, but went on to marry in the Episcopal church and didn't baptize my daughter, although I do drip holy oil on her forehead when she's sleeping.
I'll take that title.
What kind of smoking???
I can't answer for Eileen other than in saying the sense the title had for me, i.e. either a reference to the absurd ritual of the papal conclave, (and its elitist gathering of a group of myth believers who use their hierarchy to manipulate the simple-minded and uneducated non-thinkers across the globe; or the kind of smoke produced when one fumes at hypocrisy, male privilege and the intentional delusion created and maintained to control the lives and nature of others; or both.
If I'm wrong, so be it, you have my views fairly clearly expressed. Do with them what you will but thank you for asking the question - for questioning is anathema to religion and religion is anathema to peace, despite the many who are deluded into thinking the opposite.
I wish I had put that much thought into it...
"I'll have what [he's] having."
When Harry Met Sally references are always welcome here.
Never heard of it.