Wednesday, November 7, 2007

That's Succor, not Sucker


O happy day. The Our Lady of Prompt Succor tee shirt has finally arrived and I'm giddy with clothing delight. Not only is there the smirky low humor aspect of wearing a shirt that proclaims Our Lady of Prompt Succor (so appropriate for me, always a lady whose succor knows no limitations) but also the unexpected bonus of the illustration.


When I ordered the shirt I saw there was some little drawing above the school's name, but I assumed it was some stupid bull dog. Imagine my thrill to discover it is Our Lady her very self, rendered as a flying, scrappy nun. I think of her as Sister Euphemia, the Fightin' Nun Now with Super Powers! Ready to kick the ass of Sectarian Evil Doers and Masturbators! As R Man pointed out, if your school team is called the Succors, you really need a tough mascot and what better than a dykey Mary, Mother o' Jebus? I only wish I had a big enough chest to do justice to the wonder of it all, but you work with what you got.

5 comments:

  1. Now every time I walk past the Ursulines convent I'll think of you. Right after I pee on those fabulous doors they have. BTW doesn't the house next door belong to Delta Burke?

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  2. Wow...that's one hell rough looking bull Virgin there!

    Her anti-masturbatory super powers are working on me right now.

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  3. If you want to see where mrpeenee and R Man used to live, look across the street from the convent and up about half a block towards Canal Street, in the next block up from the Beauregard Keyes house.

    There are two single story cottages on the corner and then a big two story brick house with a beat up balcony. That was us.

    Now it has a brass plaque on the front saying some bogus musician was born there when it seems it would be more pertinent to note my period of residency.

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  4. Oh, I'm putting that on the Peenee tour.

    I've already made a pilgrimage to Jewel's.


    The healing waters were most soothing. I saw the Bull Virgin there in an apparition.

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