No, no you have not, Hec. Tell me!
This has been going on for a while so I thought I might've mentioned it.
Matilda, like most right thinking people, hates to be prompted. She does not like performing on cue, and she is not interested in meeting our expectations.
Nonetheless, we expect her to hold to the basic social niceties: please, thank you, goodbye etc.
So to satisfy her own sense that she is saying these things because
she
wants to and not because
we
insist that she do she only says them in loud, long, low, moaning gutteral tones.
It started with "please" which is intoned as: "PLAIIIZEEE." Pretty much exactly zombie-style as one would request BRAIIINS.
And her valediction is a grunty "GUH-BUH-HII." Which her daycare provider cheerfully echoes.
Would Matilda want to be a zombie? I mean, for Halloween or church or some other appropriate event?
That makes me think - would a zombie benefit from the Eucharist? I mean, assuming the communion wafer gets transubstantiated into Jesus's brain?
That makes me think - would a zombie benefit from the Eucharist? I mean, assuming the communion wafer gets transubstantiated into Jesus's brain?
That depends on whether the zombie holds that the communion wafer is
really
the body of Christ or merely a metaphor.
Nobody gets nutritional benefits from metaphors, and the wafer is stinting on a zombie's daily protein requirements.
So that zombie would have to be Catholic?
So that zombie would have to be Catholic?
I guess. Though I'm wondering if a soul-less Zombie can be a Catholic.
I wonder what Vatican II's position was on that.
Is the zombie baptized?
I don't know, but I just realized you could achieve zombie circumcision with like an inadvertent lurch.
It started with "please" which is intoned as: "PLAIIIZEEE." Pretty much exactly zombie-style as one would request BRAIIINS.
Hee! Oh, I wish I could borrow her, dress her up appropriately, and take her to one of the local zombie walks.
