Saturday, July 19, 2008

Oh, Helllllllllllll to the No-No

Babies me and Mabel just left the church house and we is heated. Just when we den made up our minds to stop cussing so much Pastor den went and pissed us the hell off. Now we loves our Pastor dearly with his long winded self but he den gone to far this time. Me and Mabel den made it clear ova the last few months that one of us wanted to be elected the President of the Mother's Board. See we figuras if one of us wins then the otha one is still in (If you knows what I mean). Anyways old stank breath Edna been the President for the past 5 years and it's time she sat the hell down and close her old cabbage infested mouth! But naw Pastor wanna show her favor cause she his Godmommy and all. He had the nerves to veto the election and appoint her the President of the board again! Oh, Helllllllllll to the No-No.

The other mothers tired of her funk feast breath self too, but theys aint as out spoken as me and Mabel. So we den decided to write a petition and give it to the Pastor explaining how come it's time for Edna to put the gavel down and pick a toothbrush up.

Dearest Pastor,

First given honor to God who is the head of our lives and then given honor to you and First Lady. Baby, we mean Pastor, you knows that we usually follow you whereva you goes other than that time you went to the strip club to minister. We had flashbacks and didn't wanna black slide or slide back for that matter. Anyhows we is writing this letter because we sho don't agree with you appointing stank breath we means Mother Edna as the president of the Mother's Board again. We knows that she yo Godmomma and that keeps you full with them fish dinners every week. But we feels that this ain't fair to the other seasoned saints on the Mother's Board who been waiting to get they hands on the gavel. Now we is praying that you makes the right decision and let the Lord lead your heart.

With Love,

Mrs. Mabel and Ruthie Ann

13 comments:

fuzzy said...

You better make your petition known! LOL I chuckled all the way from the beginning to the end! You are gonna mess up the pastor's dinner! lolol

OhioMom said...

What a fun blog ... I chuckled thru the whole thing, being the wife of a SB, I know these type of women!!

Thanks for the giggles ...

Anonymous said...

You two are hilarious. But 5 years, that's long enough she needs to step down. Good luck with the petition.

Keisha "Kitten" Isaacs said...

Ladies are you planning a rally if he doesn't consider your petition?

*Tanyetta* said...

That's right! Get your letter writing campaign on!!!!

p.s. you went to the strip club to minister

LOL

stop it.

The Dreamy One said...

okay how did i miss this post

yall aint right

been missing yall

hey i sent yall a invite to the new blog

check your inbox, and it might be in your spam also

know you know i wouldnt leave you and Ms Mabel out

have a great weekend and hurry up and stop by

havent seen yalls face in a while

oh and it should say an invite from creamy or dreamy, it wont have a subject

The Dreamy One said...

i know my blog is supposed to be private but its acting retarded and it wont let me read some of my favorite post.

so its open now....

update me on the blogroll, the name is thedreamyones.blogspot

(vixenchick) said...

OMG yall are too funny!

Ticia said...

LOLOLOLOLOLOLOL -

Ya'll are a mess!

YouToldHarpoTaBeatMe said...

...and to think, I always thought the mothers on our board were the sweetest ladies.

Now I can actually picture one of them throwing up hands after reading this. LoL

Unknown said...

you ladies are wonderful. Please keep it coming!!!!

fuzzy said...

Ummm where you at?

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