The Fourth Week of Pythonalia, Year Seven

 

Welcome to the Fourth week of “Pythonalia”. Year Seven

All are Welcome to rejoice and enjoy our Fourth week of Pythonalia.  Pythonalia is the six week (in honor of the six holy prophets) celebration of our religion's rich history and impact on civilization.  

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. 

 

Thank you for that Airy rendition it lifted my soul as I soared to the pulpit.  Now please open The Holy Text volume 1 to episode17 page 231 where the prophets say …

 Chemist: (JOHN) Right. I've got some of your prescriptions here. Er, who's got the pox? (nobody reacts) ... Come on, who's got the pox ... come on... (a man timidly puts his hand up) . .. there you go. (throws bottle to the man with his hand up) Who's got a boil on the bum... boil on the botty. (throws bottle to the only man standing up) Who's got the chest rash? (a woman with a large bosom puts up hand) Have to get a bigger bottle. Who's got wind? (throws bottle to a man sitting on his own) Catch.

(Caption on the screen: 'THE CHEMIST SKETCH - AN APOLOGY')

Voice Over: The BBC would like to apologize for the poor quality of the writing in that sketch. It is not BBC policy to get easy laughs with words like bum, knickers, botty or wee-wees. (laughs off camera) Ssssh!

(Cut to a man standing by a screen with a clicker.)

BBC Man: These are the words that are not to be used again on this programme

(He clicks the clicker. On screen appear the following slides:)
B*M    B*TTY    P*X    KN*CKERS    W**-W**    SEMPRINI

(A girl comes into shot.)

Girl: Semprini!?

BBC Man: (pointing) Out!

Please open your hymnal to page 6 and join us in singing “Dennis Moore” Verses 3 & 5

Dennis Moore, Dennis Moore,  Dum dum dum the night
Dennis Moore, Dennis Moore,  Dum de dum dum plight
He steals dum dum dum,  And dum dum dum dee
Dennis dum, Dennis dee, dum dum dum …
Dennis Moore, Dennis Moore,  Riding through the land
Dennis Moore, Dennis Moore,  Without a merry band
He steals from the poor,  And gives to the rich
Stupid bitch

 

Now please open The Holy Text volume 2 to episode 36 page 186 where the prophets say …

(We see a table outside a restaurant. A young couple are sitting blissfully at it.)

She: It's nice here, darling, isn't it.     He: It's beautiful, it's Paris all over again.

(Enter a vicar, dressed normally but has bald wig with fright hair at sides. He carries a suitcase.)

Vicar: Excuse me, do you mind if I join you?     He: Er, no... no... no... not at all.

Vicar: Are you sure you don't mind?     He: Yes, yes, absolutely.

Vicar: You're sure I won't be disturbing you?     He: No, no.

Vicar: You're absolutely sure I won't be disturbing you?     She: No, no really.

Vicar: Good. Because I don't want to disturb you. Specially as you're being so kind about me not disturbing you.

He: Oh, no, no, we don't mind, do we, darling?     She: Oh no, darling.

Vicar: Good, so I can go ahead and join you then? Can I?     Both: Yes ... yes...

Vicar: Won't be disturbing?     Both: No. No.

Vicar: Good, good. You're very kind. (he sits down) A lot of people are far less understanding than you are. A lot of people take offense even when I talk to them. (he makes strange gestures with his hands) Let alone when I specifically tell them about my being disturbing.

He: ... Well, it's not particularly disturbing.

Vicar: No, absolutely, absolutely, that's what I always say. (he produces plates from his case and smashes them on the table) But you'd be amazed at the number of people who really don't want me - I mean, even doing this (he produces a rubber crab suspended from a ping-pong paddle and a rubber baby doll and bobs them up and down, making loud silly noises as he does so) gets people looking at me in the most extraordinary way. (he breaks more plates and squirts shaving cream over his head; he and she get up to leave)

Homily: Parishioners, time and again the people of all Western Nations have rejected great replacement/mass migration but still the media and libtard politicians continue to push this unpopular idea (https://www.zerohedge.com/geopolitical/german-voters-reject-mass-migration-politicians-and-media-play-fool).  Since Europe is further down this sewer hole than the United States I thought it high time to look at recent developments. 

The biggest story currently are the riots across France and spreading into Belgium.  So it seems hilarious to any American that the Eurotrash media whores have begin the “mostly peaceful protest” lie again (https://www.zerohedge.com/geopolitical/france-burns-media-insists-its-mostly-peaceful-blames-right-wing-influencers).  Naturally the Eurotrash have added their own update on the ridiculous claim saying that “right wing influencers” are responsible for the violence! 

In Germany it recently was admitted that 87 percent of suspects with arrest warrants are migrants (https://www.zerohedge.com/geopolitical/germany-87-suspects-arrest-warrant-are-foreigners)!  Perhaps now the lunacy of migrants being less prone to committing crime can be dropped?  Probably not!  However, even more shocking was that in Germany they are tolerating CHILD MARRIAGES (https://www.zerohedge.com/geopolitical/guess-which-european-country-tolerating-child-marriages)!  One of the marriages NOT dissolved in the report was of a TWELVE year old girl forced into marriage by her family to a TWENTY EIGHT year old male!  I simply can NOT bring myself to refer to that degenerate as a “man”!  Perhaps NOW the idea that the AfD is violent can be consigned to the rubbish bin?  Probably not!

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.