With a biretta tip to Creative Minority Report I share something from the Catholic Cartoon Blog…

With a biretta tip to Creative Minority Report I share something from the Catholic Cartoon Blog…

“This blog is rather like a fusion of the Baroque ‘salon’ with its well-tuned harpsichord around which polite society gathered for entertainment and edification and, on the other hand, a Wild West “saloon” with its out-of-tune piano and swinging doors, where everyone has a gun and something to say. Nevertheless, we try to point our discussions back to what it is to be Catholic in this increasingly difficult age, to love God, and how to get to heaven.” - Fr. Z

Looooooooooooooooove it!
Seriously hilarious! (Luke xvii,2)
Oh dear Father, this is just so precious.
ROFL!
The best part is how somehow he never noticed when he was pitched into the ocean and came crawling back.
When the trads have co-opted the famous ‘Footprints’ story, you know the battle is won!
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! I love it!!!
LOL.
We laugh because it’s funny, and we laugh because it’s true.
So much for “faithful dissent”. Then again, that’s not the case with Hans. His was just plain old numbskull dissent specially in his 1972 book, Infallible? An Inquiry.
ROFL!!!!!
Haha! Love it!
Man, I wish I were that creative!
Thanks for the laugh first thing in the morning, Father Z!
HAHAHA o{];-)
“My darling little heretic” ROFLOL
Now, that was funny
Just too funny!
This is, in the words of the MasterCard advert, Priceless!
Keith Töpfer
I tried to apologize to the Lord for laughing at this, but I think He was laughing too…;)
[ snort ]
I dislike that “footprints” poster almost as much as the “Desiderata” ditto . . . just because they’re so silly.
Now I can laugh instead. This parody is right up there with the “Deteriorata” that the Harvard Lampoon printed.
classic! and so true
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAAA!!!!!
my darling little heretic …..
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAA!!!!!!
sadly true
I think the Lord created the Sense of Humor! I think He laughs sometimes too. ;)
That was completely malicious and, worse, unfunny. For the first time ever, I now have some sympathy for dear old Father Hans. Dubious congratulations!