Viestin lähetti HN
Jep.
Sellainen jumala, joka vaatii tai edes haluaa osakseen palvontaa, ylistystä ja sokeaa tottelevaisuutta, on turha.
En voinut vastustaa kiusausta - ohessa Monty Pythonin kommentti, jota jokainen itseään kunnioittava Jumala varmasti osaa arvostaa!
HEADMASTER
And spotteth twice they the camels before the third hour. And so the
Midianites went forth to Ram Gilead in Kadesh Bilgemath by Shor Ethra
Regalion, to the house of Gash-Bil-Betheul-Bazda, he who brought the
butter dish to Balshazar and the tent peg to the house of Rashomon,
and there slew they the goats, yea, and placed they the bits in little
pots. Here endeth the lesson.
[The Headmaster closes the Bible. the Chaplain rises.]
CHAPLAIN
Let us praise God. Oh Lord...
CONGREGATION
Oh Lord...
CHAPLAIN
Ooooh you are so big...
CONGREGATION
Ooooh you are so big...
CHAPLAIN
So absolutely huge.
CONGREGATION
So ab - solutely huge.
CHAPLAIN
Gosh, we're all really impressed down here I can tell you.
CONGREGATION
Gosh, we're all really impressed down here I can tell you.
CHAPLAIN
Forgive Us, O Lord, for this dreadful toadying.
CONGREGATION
And barefaced flattery.
CHAPLAIN
But you are so strong and, well, just so super.
CONGREGATION
Fan - tastic.
HEADMASTER
Amen. Now two boys have been found rubbing linseed oil into the school
cormorant. Now some of you may feel that the cormorant does not play
an important part in the life of the school but I remind you that it
was presented to us by the Corporation of the town of Sudbury to
commemorate Empire Day, when we try to remember the names of all those
from the Sudbury area so gallantly gave their lives to keep China
British. So from now on the cormorant is strictly out of
bounds. Oh... and Jenkins... apparently your mother died this
morning. [He turns to the Chaplain.] Chaplain.
[The congregation rises and the Chaplain leads them in singing.]
CHAPLAIN AND CONGREGATION
Oh 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...
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...