Let's tell a story four words at a time (Part 1)

their husband, Jesus. "Wait

for our clearance sale!"

Sister Josefina bleated, as

she balanced a plate

of Venezuelan Beaver Cheese

wearing nothing but a

chupacabra and a smile.

Meanwhile, at the Vatican,

the Pope, in his

Batman Underoos, quietly whispered:

"I’m really craving pizza.

Anyone know a good

place for porcupine sausage

thin crust margarita pizza?"

Why, yes! House of

The Rising Sun. Ruin

of many a poor

boy, but who cares?

Meanwhile, Inspector Clouseau investigated
[Can someone paste all of that together like we’ve done in the past?]

if entomologists study “ents”