Sister Verna and I Luv
the Valentines day. It is a day to settle old scores.
We dress up in old time outfits and ride around visiting the other
competition churches in our town. I have a fine example of our Second Amendment Rights that I carry along with a baseball bat. Sister Verna wears an outfit she calls her "Bonnie dress". I wear a nice hat, and smoke a fine cigar.
We have lots of fun putting the fear of the Lord into all the false churches in our territory. Sister Verna is always thrilled when I give the 80 year old papist priest, Father Barzini, a dead fish wrapped in newspaper.
Last year we made a deal with the episcopalian deacon, we did him a 'favor' with some spray paint and the joo synagogue walls. Then the deacon got to hear my Sermon. It goes like this:
Some day, and that day may never come, I will call upon you to do a service for me. But until that day, consider this justice a Valentines gift...
It so sad that folks now a days don't celebrate Valentines day like it was really meant to be
Rev Jeffrey Lebowski
Sister Verna Too {she wishes we could do a 'wack' on the methodist pastor}