Wednesday, December 28, 2005

Manuea le Kirisimasi


Or something close to that. I guess I was just stressed out Christmas Eve. Christmas wasn't ruined after all. You know how, in general, there's a direct relationship between body mass and singing ability? Well, everybody ought to have a Samoan choir at Midnight Mass to melt away any holiday blahs they might have. Christmas Day was a joyous time with the family.

Pie and Coffee has links to some Christmas homilies and messages.

3 Comments:

At Wednesday, December 28, 2005 at 12:10:00 PM PST, Anonymous doafy said...

Seriously about the samoan choir. Or, as Fr. Owen put it, the Samoan choir and Dan. No one does O Holy Night better. Brings tears to my eyes every time.

 
At Friday, December 30, 2005 at 7:06:00 PM PST, Blogger Victor said...

No, no, no ...

This rendition is the great O Holy Night ever. By Eric Cartman, with guest performer Kyle Broflovksi, cattle prod at hand, as provided by Mr. Garrison to let Kyle remind Eric every time he gets the words wrong. A holiday classic!

 
At Sunday, January 1, 2006 at 5:24:00 PM PST, Anonymous clynne said...

CHRISTMAS! CHRISTMAS!!!!!

Samoan masses are one of the awesome things I miss about Catholicism. I gotta make it down some year for the novenas.

 

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