Tuesday, June 12, 2007

Fr. Anderson Found!

Dear friends, I have just received a correspondence from Fr. Anderson. Here is the letter in full:

Fr. Chadwick LeJanvier, SSLI
St. Leo the Great Chapel
1962 Main St. N.
Knoxville, TN 37929

Fr. LeJanvier:

I reget to inform ye tha' aie will not bae attendin' St. Leo's as yer associate pastor. Aie'll be transferrin' to a mission in Iraq thae'll conquer the Infidels wi'ar Holy Tradition. Soon thae Chaldeans will submit tae Rome an' tae One, Truly True Church. Don't ye be worryin' bout mae safety; Aie got mae Blessed Blades and Aie'm not so easy tae kill.

"In the name of God, impure souls of the living dead shall be banished into eternal damnation. Amen."

Fr. Alexander Anderson, SSLI
Paladin, Section XIII Iscariot Organization


Please give spiritual and material support Fr. Anderson and Section XIII and their mission in Iraq. Most Modernists don't care about the Chaldeans' salvation, but that's because they have abandoned extra Ecclesiam nulla salus.

I have already been able to contact a replacement for Fr. Anderson. I can assure you that he is of the same mind as our former associate.

3 comments:

Cathy said...
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Anonymous said...

June 13:
Anthony of Padua; Pt. of the Poor, finder of lost objects. 13th C.

I am going to enact a family fast today to support Father Anderson's work.
I don't know much about the "outside world", so to speak, but I do know that Mister Tariq Aziz, friend and confidant of that dastardly Saddam Hussein, was of the Chaldean rite.
How do I turn this thing off?
Leo and Benedict have managed to tie Gregory to the "stake" (my lovely new broom!) and are flogging him with Mr. Donnelly's leather belt because apparently Gregory suggested MaryGrace could be the "priest" at their little "Mass". I don't think I have to tell you that Gregory is in BIG trouble.

D.O.M.,
Mrs. Patrick Donnelly
(Mary-Catherine)

Jeffrey Smith said...

Hmm, your sidebar says "a bastion against modernism". Too bad you couldn't find a bastion against squalor. That's the ugliest chapel I've ever seen, unless you count Baptists, of course.