The lady in the middle is Serf's missus Constance. She just finished washing the dish from the spaghetti and meatball dinner they had at the Villa Roma on Cross Bay Boulevard.
The Pope looks like he's going to say: "Wha' da fuck is dis? I've had some pretty chintzy crap handed to me but this takes da cake!"
Crapper, Father George forgave you. His Holiness forgave me. Let's all forgive each other.
Forgive:
1. Gallagher...Go and sin no more, my son. 2. Katz...Go and sin no more, my daughter. 3. Liu...Go and sin no more, my child (Ni Hao ma!) 4. Maltese...Him, I don't know. Look at his face in the "plate" photo...The inner voice is speaking to him and he sure still does look guilty of something to me...On your knees, Serphin, you have a lot of praying to do...Let me help you...Repeat after me: Confiteor deo omnipotenti...
Nothing says Christmas like Serf's Columbus portrait on a dish.
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This man is soooo awkward and embarrassing.
The whole clubhouse is awkard and embarrassing.
Queens deserves better, and as blogs like Crappie grow, it will.
It will.
the Pope even seems uncomfortable with the presentation.
Can you say wierd and inappropriate?
The lady in the middle is Serf's missus Constance. She just finished washing the dish from the spaghetti and meatball dinner they had at the Villa Roma on Cross Bay Boulevard.
The Pope looks like he's going to say: "Wha' da fuck is dis? I've had some pretty chintzy crap handed to me but this takes da cake!"
His holiness forgives you for saying the F word.
Serf, everyone already knows you met the Pope. No need to shove it in our faces.
Crapper, Father George forgave you. His Holiness forgave me. Let's all forgive each other.
Forgive:
1. Gallagher...Go and sin no more, my son.
2. Katz...Go and sin no more, my daughter.
3. Liu...Go and sin no more, my child (Ni Hao ma!)
4. Maltese...Him, I don't know. Look at his face in the "plate" photo...The inner voice is speaking to him and he sure still does look guilty of something to me...On your knees, Serphin, you have a lot of praying to do...Let me help you...Repeat after me: Confiteor deo omnipotenti...
My grandfather used to refer to the part of the chicken that went over the fence last as "the Pope's nose".
H-m-m-m....he must have meant Serf's!
Did Serph's gofer boy, Anthony "the Pelican" Como snap that photo?
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