What’s with the parrot?
I always knew he was a pirate!
Arrrrr, Polly, go fly and get some mascara for mommy!
Forgive me father, I’d rather go to hell.
Attendance is down.
Cussing is up.
If mass goes long there may be violence.
In the name of the Father, Son, and the Lady of Spain.
…and the Polish saint Lawrence Welk.
Forgive him, Father, he knows not what he does.
