Tuesday, February 26, 2013

In 1989, during my lapsed-Methodist days, I was turned away from a tour of the Cologne Cathedral because I was wearing khaki shorts.

I changed into long pants, returned, and enjoyed the tour.

Get. Over. Your. Self.

Note the seemless segue from Sally's terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day at the Vatican into pom-pon shaking for Garry Wills' shrieky arguments against the priesthood and sacraments.

What a twit.

Yes, both of them.

America, the Kingdom of Pathological Narcissists.

[Hat tip to Chris for the find.]
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2 comments:

  1. ZachTuesday, February 26, 2013 at 12:54:00 PM EST

    "terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day"

    Ha!

    Maybe she'll move to Australia...

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  2. Scott W.Tuesday, February 26, 2013 at 11:13:00 PM EST

    This Lent in particular has really seen all kinds creep out from under the rotted logs, hasn't it?

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