Pib meets evangelicals |
"He has charged His angels with the ministry of watching and safeguarding everyone of His creatures that behold not His face." Pib stood in his tiny living room holding a tray of biscuits and tea.. A lovely curvatoius lady lay accross his couch. She had removed all her garments except for a black choker around her neck and her pink garter stockings.. .. "Ahm, that's a strange thing to say Sarah" Pib stuttered. "Ah! The angels of peace weep bitterly. Beware! Lest you scandalize these angels in heaven. They cry out for those who are vehemently oppressed, 'Who is like onto God?'" Pib brought the tray of tea and biscuits to Sarah. "Should I .. take the maids outfit off?" Pib was dressed tightly in a short maids shirt with fishnet stockings and eight inch black heels. "Who remembers the forty martyrs of Sebaste? When their Legion was ordered to offer sacrifice. They gallantly formed a company of martyrs. After they had been scorged with iron hook wips; they lied upon the icey surface of a pond naked until they were frozen to death." Pib put the tray of biscuits down on the floor beside Sarah and wagged his pogo stick... "Would you like a taste?" he nevervously queeried. "Thirtynine! Angles were seen with thirtynine crowns! The youngest soldier had held out against the cold. Officers, moved with pity ordered him brought to a warm bath. . But! His mother stood by, a valliant woman. She could not bear to see her son seperated from the band of forty martyrs. She lifted his body onto the funeral pyre with his dead brethren.... Oh! What ravishing delights does the soul taste when worldly bounds are broken?" Pib rubbed Sarah's belly slowly, "Shhhhhhh." Sarah bit a biscuit and gave it to Pib, who ate it and said, "It is consummated". ~You do not know how much I love you, my consoling angel; give me a kiss of love, my brilliant morning star.~ Reflection: To render our supplications and unite them in spirit; we must first perform fervent penance. Erin Go Bragh! |