PLEASE BLESS US FOR WE HAVE SIN-BUGGED OUR FRAPPUCCINOS

 

It's mom's fault. We're having another wind-i-cane
and the wind blew her right into the air. She grabbed
her walker and it blew that right into the air!
Fortunately, a neighbor rushed over. 
We might lose power tonight.
St. Francis, forgive us, because whenever we
have wind-i-canes mom watches the local
news from Seattle because if they predict 60 mph 
winds there, we get 90 mph winds up north!
So, she watched the news on our computer and 
learned the ghoulishly tragic truth we posted 
below our 
CONFESSION.


 

"Psssssssst, Bhindi, did you hear what they
said about the frappuccinos being made out
of pretty pink bugs from South America; how they use 
their crunchy formerly-lovers-of-life-now-dead-carcasses as food dye to color frappaccinnos for people who Drink Pink?
And we's VegeBearians?! So nows we's sinners,
BIG TIME, BHINDI! IF WE DRINKED-PINK
WE DUNKED-JUNK! WHAT TO DO?
WHADDA-WHADDA-WHADDA TO DO?"


 

"WHAT MAKES YOU THINK I's A PINK-DRINKER,
VINNY-GUINEA? I LOOK LIKE A PINK-DRINKER 
TO YOU? SERIOUSLY."
VINNY-GUINEA: "Still, we betta meet at the St. Francis Cafe
and get absolution, Bhindi, just in case."


Bhindi: "What if the Absolution is PINK?"
"WHEEEEEEEEEEEEK! WHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEK!"


P.S. mom not feeling well again so emails may take 
awhile to return but we loveS you!
Please do not enclose them in pink envelopes.
Thank you.