Fish-bone! Hmm!?

 St. Blase! (Throat blessing)

My Protestant wife taught at a Catholic school. In February, 

they celebrate a mass after which the celebrants go to the 

communion rail to have the priest "bless" their throats by 

placing candles in the shape of a "V" at their neck and asking 

God's blessing so they don't choke on a fish bone on Friday!

At least, that's the tale this irreverent gave his wife when she inquired.

Lady Candice promptly confronted her "Catholic" cohort teachers 

with that sage advice---and...they believed her! Wow! I am Good!

So? There is a classic folk-song testament to that saintly rendition.

Here it is with humor:

There's a meetin' here tonight!

There's a meetin' here tonight! There's a meetin' here tonight!

I can see it in your friendly face, there's a meetin' here tonight!

There's a fish-fry here tonight! There's a fish-fry here tonight!

A Catholic traditional Friday night! There's a fish-fry here tonight!

There's a fish-fry here tonight! There's a fish-fry here tonight!

My throat's been blessed by ole St. Blase! There's a fish-fry here tonight!

There's a fish-fry here tonight! There's a fish-fry here tonight!

That cherry-custard pie's all mine! There's a fish-fry here tonight!

There's a fish-fry here tonight! There's a fish-fry here tonight!

I can see it in your Protestant face "No fish bones for me, tonight!"

Amen!

Now, I do push the envelope---on occasion...But...

Protestants having a Friday fish-fry is very daring! Indeed!

Bon appetite!