*snert*
On top of the “son on the church roof” fiasco last week, today I had the “byos beating each other with Prayer of St. Francis cards while the choir was singing the Prayer of St. Francis.” If looks could kill ...
St. Francis must have been rolling over in his grave, bless his heart.
I bet St Francis thought it was hysterical.
But I know I do.
Instrument of Thy peace in the CHOPS, buster!