Celebrating all that is wonderfully awful in the world of Catholic Kitsch.
*Si ponere flavitem potes, pone flavitem*
Saturday, March 12, 2011
Thank you, Jesus.
If I ever get married, I am insiting that my wife walks down the aisle to this song. If she says no, the wedding is off.
Therefore, I will probably die alone with 70 cats pugs
Actually, I would be willing to accept this as an alternative, however, I am endlessly disturbed by these two...uhm....Christians Americans are singing about how great Jesus is while rubbing themselves down and stuff. Something here isn't right. Actually, all that's here isn't right.
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