Palatable Communion.

[chalice]

All's well that nearly ends well, like. Almost.

They had a rehearsal in the chapel the other day whereby the kids received unconsecrated hosts from the priest. Turns out Erin actually enjoyed the taste, like.

She said it tasted like rice-paper. Which is pretty fucking astounding, in that she has never tasted rice (true story) or paper ( I hope) or the amalgam of the two.

So I'm going for a premature win here. Woo hoo. Thank you Jesus for not having a body that tastes like shite to my daughter. Not that she's tasted shite. I hope.

[JPaul]

I think we have witnessed a miracle and take this news as final and irrefutable proof of the existence of God.

All hail the Ori.

[Skweeky]

But Godel already proved it.

[chalice]

Yeah, but what if it's the consecration that actually makes the host taste like shite?

Wouldn't that be like an anti-miracle or something else?

I'm slumping back into paranoia now.

Fuck you god, you tricky bastard!!

[brotherdoobie]

My Grandparents used to dance with the holy ghost. I remember the spirit entering our circle - smelling of sweat and earth.


-bd

[chalice]

That wasn't Christian communion, that was Peyote.

[brotherdoobie]

That wasn't Christian communion, that was Peyote.

Nay...not peyote, but Pentecostal. Blessed by the spirit we sang in her tongue, easily.

Holy rollers, yes.


-bd

[chalice]

Did you kill then resurrect any snakes?

Did you cure the blind and crippled?

Did John Belushi do somersaults down the aisle?

Did James Brown soft-shoe shuffle the fuck out of the place?

Let me hear you say 'Jeeeeebus'!!!!!

[Skweeky]

But the pentecostal church is the one where everyone speaks in tongues, in accordance with the bible story. (Starting every post with 'but' is starting to become annoying)

[chalice]

Yeh, I knows that, Skweeks, like.