The Day After Fat Tuesday
There isn't much Mardi Gras here. Not at the usual -30 degrees. It's a Southern phenomenon. The most we look forward to is pancakes at the parish hall...
Silent Servants...
... of the Used, Abused, and Utterly Screwed Up.
A Secular Franciscan looks at the world...
with a more jaundiced eye than ever...
and lots of ellipses for you to fill in the missing text...
(with thanks to Thomas S. Klise for the title)
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