|Professor Krapnewski, author of "Mutually Enriching Opposing Forms"|
published by Obnoxious Press, San Francisco,
under the direction of Father Stressio, S.J.
Say good-bye, ladies, to these Spoken-for Studs!
Imagine how long it took these dudes to decide that Jesus was calling them to forget about sexual intimacy with women, giving life and watching their wives give birth and seeing their beautiful children? And just imagine women watching all those potentially perfect husbands donning the blue biretta pom-pom and forsaking the husbandhood and fatherhood they must have dreamt of since their Little League baseball and High School football days. Look at these guys! Celibacy is SUCH a challenging vocation!
Bet he looks nicer than the turkey YOU have to work under! But I did my first theology studies at Savonarola Seminary, right next door to the Dunder Mifflin Paper Co. in Scranton, where I got a cool part-time job with an awesome group of people.
Phyllis was awesome. And Meredith always bought me a drink on Thursday night "to get the weekend going, baby!"
Our faculty at Savonarola was into married Polish bishops
but not infallible Polish Popes, obviously, so I never got to meet him.
Then I switched over to the American Greek Catholic Eastern Orthodox American Carpatho-Russian Eastern Non-Ruthenian And Certainly Not Ukrainian Orthodox Church and was assigned to their Seminary Incense Baking and Chopping Apostolate.
Back to Popes. I would have loved to have had a beer with Benny. Look at him rockin' out at 88!
So I'm really surprised when SUPER TRADITIONAL REALLY ROMAN Catholics hate ALL the popes so much, except for Benny! Though they're really pissed at him for resigning, just after they'd spent so much money on lace and sofa upholstery vestments . . .
Today, one of the SUPER TRADITIONAL REALLY ROMAN Catholic websites, RETROrate, published a very weird article:
The kids seemed excited. Those Saint Joseph Nuns look tough! Our 8th grade teacher who was also the convent cook, Sister Salmonella, took no baloney from us (although I heard she fed it to the nuns, who did NOT like it except with Miracle Whip, which reminded them of Jesus I guess).
The Brothers WERE tough. Like the ones we had at Cardinal Cody High School . . . Like the teachers Janet Darcy had in her high school! (Hey Janet, how's that King Size California Bed doing? And your boyfriend too! Hahahaha!)
Not to mention what Reynaldo called to tell me last night is shaping up for the next (unexpected and really pretty soon) batch of Cardinals!