Free Range by Bill Whitehead for February 25, 2016

… and put superglue on a priest’s chair.

The priest’s best defense is a squirt gun with holy water.

Minutus cantorum, minutus balorum, minutus carborata descendum pantorum.

(A little song, a little dance, a little seltzer down your pants)

What’s with the slanted text?

… and I floated an “Air biscuit” in here..

And that was just this morning! Don’t get me started about yesterday!! Oh boy!

That’s not a confession, that’s his job description.

That Priest is wondering just what it is he’s sitting on right now

Look at those shoes. Confession must be good for the sole.