Tuesday, November 15, 2005
No hiding
I went today to be fitted for a prosthetic wrinkle. I felt that my newly Botoxed face might frighten worshippers at this weekend's services, so I was looking for a way to disguise the temporary damage. But as I browsed the selection of ready-made wrinkle masks, I realized that this would be yet another act of vanity. So I left the prosthetics store, empty-pawed. I will wear this look of toxin-induced surprise as a reminder of my moment of weakness. And to avoid scaring the Pug Life congregation, I will simply preach behind a large white sheet, with my silhouette projected 40 feet high.
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Excellent plan; however, it does smack of the Great and Powerful OZ. I'm just saying....
TransplantedOkie
Don't look behind the sheet!
Pay no attention to the pug behind the curtain!
May I suggest a 320 thread count sheet? You will not find this quality at the evil Wally's store, so it should be worthy of your ministery. It will also hide your unfortunate condition better than the Wal-Mart stock.
You're right, TransplantedOkie. I will have to try to sync my sermon up to Pink Floyd's 'Dark Side of the Moon.'
Thank you for the sheet suggestion, Anonymous. I will have my people look into it
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