Humor with Christmas gifts: poop though?

Christmas season turns into Epiphany festivities, continuing until Candlemas day, February 2. I’ve been looking at some items received during Christmastide. Oh! The Snowman! Here’s the story:

While locking up the chalice in the sacristy after Holy Mass I heard raucous laughter out in the church as well as my own name. Knowing that curiosity killed the cat, I went instead to the back sacristy to take off the Mass vestments, with prayers of thanksgiving. Alas, the laughter followed and I was presented with what is pictured above, but I didn’t read it, instead offering thanks and Christmas blessings, and putting all this in the cargo pocket of my 5.11 shirt. So, I was simply told forthwith that what was said on the note is true, but not really, but, yes, really. I needed a bit of humility, and, hahaha. Fair enough, thought I.

And then that was followed by another visit to that back sacristy and I was asked if I had seen the note. I said no. And I was told that what was said on the note is true, really, but not really, but, yes, really. I needed a bit of humility, and, hahaha. Yikes! thought I. Being shy, or lacking in all humility, I escaped, jumping in Sassy the Subaru and, only when safely a couple of miles down the road, a glance at the note was taken, and, of course, there was laughing out loud. I have the best parish in the world.

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