If the Catholic Church made you a patron saint, what would you be the patron saint of? How would you be prayed to, what prayer should be used?
Patron Saint of Video Games.
I have no idea about prayers or anything because I don't know anything about Catholicism
Johnny Gat is the patron Saint of kicking ass. That is all.
I thought you were taking your devil competition in to another thread in which case I was going to point and go, "OOOOOH!" like a 3rd grader.
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I would be the Patron Saint of WAH which is kind of like being in awe but far more ridiculous and perhaps over zealous. I also make a noise like, "Waaaaaaaaaaaaah," when I'm impressed by something. I make this noise often.
"O, Fuzakeru, Heavenly Patron of Wah, in whose name I pray: strengthen my worldly view to see beauty; establish a link between me and ever growing enthusiasm; guard me against apathy; that I may vanquish the foe, melancholy, and attain waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah everlasting. Amen"
Patron Saints who were the Boondocks Saints' brother was one day an office.
Patron saint of sizable wangs.
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I'd be the Patron Saint of OOOH SORRYY.
I would be the patron saint of Bongs.
Patron Saint of Nerds right here, nerds. #highfiving a million angels
Patron saint of kindness?
Oh gosh, that sounds boring compared to the others here.
Jinx = Patron Saint of Purple Purses
LoonyB = Patron Saint of Excel
Del = Patron Saint of Hair Gel
Shlup = Patron Saint of Disney Snowglobes
Miriel = Patron Saint of Browned Butter
Vivi22 = Patron Saint of Steak
As for me? I'm not sure. Perhaps:
"Oh Calliope, Patron Saint of Irish Whiskey, we pray for you to boost our spirits, guide us away from hangovers and watch over us as we scratch away, writing maudlin little things that no one will ever read. Make our enemies cower as you rain down divine scorn at their utter stupidity, and reward our friends with painstakingly made gift cards. Forever and ever, as there are birds in the trees, Amen."
As I just said to Sarah:
Shut up, just because I'm sitting in my 100 year old heritage apartment, eating vegan food and drinking craft microbrew cider from a local brewery, looking all fine with my tattoo and vintage dress and fedora and pixie haircut and oversized men's glasses and vegan makeup, playing my ukulele while on break from my part-time job and freelance music journalism and thinking about writing my memoirs DOESN'T MEAN I'M A HIPSTER.
I don't have a fixie
A fixie bike? Is that what you're referencing?