Week One of Pythonalia Honoraria

 


This week begins the Celebration of the Four Honorary Pythons who assisted the Prophets in bringing the Saving Grace of Pythonalia to the world. 

Please open your Hymnal to page 3 and join in our processional  “O Lord Please Don’t Burn Us” Verse 1

O LORD, please don’t burn us,   Don’t grill or toast your flock,

Don’t put us on the barbecue,  Or simmer us in stock,

Don’t braise or bake or boil us,  Or stir fry us in a wok. 


Welcome to the first week of our SUPER time, “Pythonalia Honoraria” where we will spend four weeks celebrating the four Honorary Pythons.  This week, week one, we will start with Ian MacNaughton, famed director of most of the tele episodes and the Pythons first feature length movie.  

Now please open The Holy Text volume 1 to episode 16 page 218 where the prophets say …

First Hermit

Still there's one thing about being a hermit, at least you meet people.

Second Hermit

Oh yes, I wouldn't go back to public relations.

First Hermit

Oh well, bye for now Frank, must toddle.

Colonel

(coming on) Right, you two hermits, stop that sketch. I think it's silly.

Second Hermit

What?

Colonel

It's silly.

Second Hermit

What do you mean, you can't stop it - it's on film.

Colonel

That doesn't make any difference to the viewer at home, does it? Come on, get out. Out. Come on out, all of you. Get off, go on, all of you. Go on, move, move. Go on, get out. Come on, get out, move, move.

He shoos them and the film crew off the hillside.


Open your hymnal to page 5 and join us in singing “Dennis Moore” verse 1

Dennis Moore, Dennis Moore,  Galloping through the sward
Dennis Moore, Dennis Moore,  And his horse Concorde
He steals from the rich,  And gives to the poor
Mr. Moore, Mr. Moore, Mr. Moore


Now please open The Holy Text volume 2 to episode 26 page 30 where the prophets say … Dennis Moore

Voice Over

Our first contestant is a hairdresser from...

A shot rings out and the contestant falls to the floor. Applause.
Cut to a camp highwayman in a pink mask who blows smoke from a gun and puts it back in the holster.

Highwayman

I never did like that kind of person... !

A shot rings out. He dies. Cut to Dennis Moore on a horse blowing smoke from gun and putting it in his holster. He gallops off. We see him swooping down, after a couple of riding shots, on another stagecoach.

Moore

Halt! Halt! (the stage comes to a halt and the occupants get out rapidly, their hands held high) Gentlemen, ladies, bring out your valuables please. Come along sir, come along. Come along, madam, come along. Oh, is that all you've got ... well, he's got much more than you ... so you'd better have some of his ... (transfers money from one passenger to another, dropping some)... sorry... pick them up in a moment... there's about oh, what, nine down there... so you must have about... oh, he's still got lots... oh you've got what? ... you've got more than he started with... so if I give you some of those (transferring more coins) ... well now, look ... have you got a bit of jewellery? If I give you that one and you have some of his coins (the credits start, superimposed) ... is that another box? Were you trying to hide it? Well, that's nice! Right! Now. I've got a tiara ... you've got one... you've got one of the boxes... you've got one... anyone else got a tiara? Take your hat off! (passenger does so to reveal a tiara)... Oh, honestly, it's absolutely pointless trying to do this if you're going to cheat. It really is awful of you;.. (fade out)

 

Homily:  Parishioners, As Sleepy Joe guides our ship of state into World War III in slow motion I thought I would use Pythonalia Honoraria this year to remind you all of what we might do to attempt to prepare for the approaching cataclysm.  This week I will start with food, the basic of life. 

The current problems in our Milk supply are brought on by too few cows to make milk.  Thus, the decline in supply continues even as prices rise.  The recent USDA Milk Report ( https://www.nmpf.org/dairy-market-report-january-2022/  )  shows just how bad the situation is already. So perhaps powdered milk and wheels of cheeses still in the wax casing would be in order before the masses move on the supply as they did when the Pandemic first hit.  I guess Milk does NOT do a “Biden” good!

Next, Eggs have also gone into an inflationary collapse.  In case you did not know Avian Bird Flu has reached America and has already led to the destruction of millions of birds across the U.S. as well as damage done to many other parts of the world.  When this is combined with the pernicious and evil effects of Bidenflation we end up with skyrocketing Egg prices as supplies rapidly dwindle ( https://www.zerohedge.com/commodities/egg-prices-soar-highly-pathogenic-bird-flu-spreads-ahead-easter ).  So while literally all of Sleepy Joe’s economic “idea’s” lay eggs, it seems there may not be any real eggs being laid soon enough. 

While of course here in America the Media continues to lie in a pathetic attempt to paper over Biden’s manifest failures ( https://www.zerohedge.com/political/tk-mashup-media-campaign-protect-joe-biden-passes-point-absurdity ), not all countries media are lying to their readers/listeners/viewers.  In particular, in Britain the media (which is state run!)  warns Brits to prepare for a DRAMATIC down turn in their standard of living at least is offering a refreshing breath of honesty ( https://www.reuters.com/world/uk/inflation-hits-30-year-high-uk-households-start-buckle-2022-02-22/  ). 

The one good thing about having our country run by a senile sex offender is that every so often the lunatic will utter the truth ( https://finance.yahoo.com/news/biden-says-expect-real-food-175308088.html ) even while all his media lackies are lying.  So at least we can have these rare moments of reality interjecting into the insanity that is our current state of affairs. 

Amen  


Please join us in our recessional on page 3 of your hymnal “O Lord Please Don’t Burn Us” second verse. 

Oh Please don’t lightly poach us,  Or Baste us with hot fat,

Don’t fricassee or roast us,    Or boil us in a vat,

And please don’t stick thy servants, Lord,  In a Rotissomat. 

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