Yeah, well, you know me. I just can't resist when the funny is handed to me on a gold-plated overly wordy platter.
Hell, I didn't even mention the excruciatingly slow parts where one of the seven priests (yes, seven) took his turn reading the prayers. The priests being all Indian, some of their grasps of the English language was... questionable, at best. And thus...
"Blessed... are you Lord... God on High and... of all... things holly... things Holy and...right... righteous. Bless you... bless your children who... come here before you... in sup... sup... supplic...ation for... blessings and... the conf... confirm... confirmation of the Holy... sacrament... Holy Sacrament of Matrimony..."
The reading of a single paragraph, which would have taken me a minute or two tops at a casual pace, dragged on for five. OH THE PAIN YOU MOCK ME LORD!!!
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Re: like whoa
Date: 2005-05-23 03:52 pm (UTC)Hell, I didn't even mention the excruciatingly slow parts where one of the seven priests (yes, seven) took his turn reading the prayers. The priests being all Indian, some of their grasps of the English language was... questionable, at best. And thus...
"Blessed... are you Lord... God on High and... of all... things holly... things Holy and...right... righteous. Bless you... bless your children who... come here before you... in sup... sup... supplic...ation for... blessings and... the conf... confirm... confirmation of the Holy... sacrament... Holy Sacrament of Matrimony..."
The reading of a single paragraph, which would have taken me a minute or two tops at a casual pace, dragged on for five. OH THE PAIN YOU MOCK ME LORD!!!