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  • #16
    Quoth Gurndigarn View Post
    Members of any clergy are as human as the rest of us. They have their strengths, their weaknesses, and the little voices in the backs of their heads with some really odd suggestions that most of the time you want to ignore.
    Quoth Rapscallion View Post
    You're supposed to ignore them? So that's what I've been doing wrong all these years.

    Rapscallion
    Only most of the time. True wisdom is recognizing when those voices have really, really good ideas.

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    • #17
      Quoth Gurndigarn View Post
      In the ideal world, they get noticed and removed from positions of authority. Of course, in the ideal world, chocolate woudn't be fattening, either.
      What??? Chocolate is NOT fattening!!!!!

      *looks down*

      aw crap.
      GK/Kara/Jester fangirl.

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      • #18
        i'd hate to get him for confession...
        look! it's ghengis khan!
        Sorry, but while I can do many things, extracting heads from anuses isn't one of them. (so sayeth the irv)

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        • #19
          George Carlin has a routine on his "Playin' With Your Head" CD called "Hello and Goodbye" about all the wonderful ways we have to greet and bid farewell to one another. He talks about the "How's your hammer hanging?" one:

          "You can't really say that to a woman. Unless, of course, you're talking to a female carpenter. Then, it's perfectly okay! Actually, I've always wanted to say that to a high church official. 'Good evening, your Excellency. How hangs the hammer?'"

          Somehow that seemed appropriate here.

          "The Customer Is Always Right...But The Bartender Decides Who Is
          Still A Customer."

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          • #20
            There was once a customer who called the-pizza-shop-formerly-known-as-mine to order a pizza. I answered the phone and did my usual smiley "Thank you for calling Thus-and-such Pizza; would you like to place an order for pickup or delivery?" Call proceed in the normal fashion, with me being sure to do the "yes ma'am" and "no ma'am" and all that good polite stuff. She came in to pick up her pizza about twenty minutes later and apparently didn't realize that I was the one she'd spoken to over the phone. She kinda gave me a funny look and said, "I don't know who answered the phone, but you should fire her. She was offensively cheerful." Lady paid for her pizza, left a dollar in the cook tip jar, and wandered on out. I was a little confused...but hey, at least she tipped the cooks, so I don't figure she rates as a sucky customer. Just an odd one.
            "Mommy, Daddy, I want a Jagermonster for Giftymas!"

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