Look, Spartacus, if you want to play in the praise band you'll have to trade the trumpet for guitar. Sometimes we have to take what we're given. It's like my mam used to say to me, "Que Sera Sera, whatever will be will be..."
Darling, I know Mrs. Johnson was rude about our green bean casserole at the potluck, but that was three years ago, and Pastor sounded desperate on the phone about the missionary conference. _Please_ come back to church on Sunday and play special music.
Alicia wondered, "Will he ever play his trumpet in church again, after walking off the podium during an "All Hillsongs" Sunday?"
ReplyDeleteI'm a railroad man now Dinah, so this horn is yours...
ReplyDeleteBlow that 1 Corinthians 15:52 trumpet Gabriel.
ReplyDeleteIf you don't apologize right this minute, I'm going to bend this trumpet into a metal pretzel!
ReplyDeleteLook, Spartacus, if you want to play in the praise band you'll have to trade the trumpet for guitar. Sometimes we have to take what we're given. It's like my mam used to say to me, "Que Sera Sera, whatever will be will be..."
ReplyDeletetruthinator, parts of that joke will go over the heads of those younger than you and me...but I loved it.
ReplyDeleteYep, we're old... :-(
DeleteI am Spartacus!
ReplyDeleteDarling, I know Mrs. Johnson was rude about our green bean casserole at the potluck, but that was three years ago, and Pastor sounded desperate on the phone about the missionary conference. _Please_ come back to church on Sunday and play special music.
ReplyDeleteGrace, if someone trumpets that we're Calvinists now, I'll never be able to play my trumpet at church again!
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