St. Luke in the Field’s First Annual Blessing of the Bikes, Saturday April 30, 9:00 am
*snort*
(^technically not a comment.)
Death to Squirrels
by Iris Vander Pluym
St. Luke in the Field’s First Annual Blessing of the Bikes, Saturday April 30, 9:00 am
*snort*
(^technically not a comment.)
Patron saint of artists, physicians, surgeons, butchers, goldsmiths….
I don’t get it.
Is that somehow cheating?
I mean, if I’m riding a plain old bike and you’re riding a +20 blessed bike of spokiness, I haven’t got a chance of keeping up with you. Unless, I mean, prayer and all that stuff doesn’t … you know… work?
Some people just have to slosh their religion all over everything. They should stop wasting their time and energy and work on the real problem facing us, Squirrels!
Blessed be the Holy Pump, for it wards off the Fallen Tire Pressure. And don’t ride over that Crown of Thorns or we’ll have to do the Exorcism of the Hissing Tube. All Kneel before the Altar of the Multitool. And now wear this Red Flashing Amulet, for it is the Sign of Don’t Run Me Over.
There’s something fishy going on here. Bike Church was the only Sunday meeting where I consistently showed up on time. There was a Lucas that occasionally accompanied us on an old RANS Stratus recumbent, but I doubt anyone would have confused the old bastard with a saint.
OMG, self-mockery raised to a new level! Of course no comment is needed, it speaks for itself! But I can respond to your non-comment, right? Hahaha, guffaw, snicker, snort, nudge-nudge, ROTFLMFAO !!!!
They started blessing bikes in my hometown decades ago – yet somehow the bicycle repair shop manages to stay in business.
grumpyoldfart: the bike shop is in league with Satan. Obviously.