My non-Catholic relatives complain there’s too much ritual and pomp in Mass. So picture this: >Priest saunters to the altar >Wearing jeans and a black wifebeater >Tosses a loaf of Walmart bread on the altar >In a thick Jersey accent: “There’s your freakin’ body.”
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So's one time, dis guy has dis dream he's walkin' on da beach with God, and visions of his life fly by like a picture show. And the man's like "What about when there's only one set of footprints?" And God smacks the buttagots an' says "Ey, I'm walkin' here! Ain't I?"
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