Thank God for being eaten?
Drunk?
But he also plays the banjo and the banjo is the instrument of the debil (and Steve Martin).
No pudding until after you’ve eaten your meat.
You’re thinking of babies.
Babies taste like chicken?
Everything tastes like chicken … except chicken.
Eddie Izzard - fantastic.
Ok, so we now have sort of a creation story. The Great and Powerful Rat Fink de-sacked What’s-His-Name the Nutless and used them to create the Earth, right?
What do you think the sacramental serving size should be for wine? A gallon and a half? A half gallon if you’re using fortified wine?
Yes, Roy Clark should probably chase, tempt and torment the devoted with all manner of stringed instruments. Guitars, banjos, harps, double bass, hammer dulcimers - he can pick whichever is appropriate for his current goal! The guy is talented.
But I don’t want any pudding. Can I try some of that chicken fried baby?
Is it legal to play the harp while wearing bib overalls?
That sounds like something Roy Clark or someone possessed by him might say. :eek:
Well, I am a grinnin’.
All but mandatory.
Now do I have to buy my most sacred overalls from the Church store directly? Or can my overalls from the feed store be somehow blessed or sanctified? I want the protection from demons and all, but them there overalls are pricey
Pallas Athena, while certainly willing to advise and assist, expects us to earn our own freedom. Admittedly she’s willing to punch her cousin Ares in the throat from time to time but that is for her own reasons.
Freedom, man! The whole thing is about freedom!
Our first major theological paradox is: is it legal to claim that something is illegal? If yes, then freedom is limited…but if no, then freedom is limited.
The proper response to this paradox is to have the Ratfink bite the nuts off any person who proposes it.
OUCH!@!@! Fuck…
But you have to watch out for blue shells.
“Dear God, save us from the people who believe in you.”
This is what should actually be printed on our money…
Well, there’s nothing saying it won’t be someday. Gotta have goals, you know.