Ding-dong, the bells are gonna chime
The Scientology wedding ceremony [via Jeannette Walls].
Rejoice!/ You line of struggling life/ From eons gone to now/ For here again/ your track is sped/ And winged into/ A future fate/ By this/ A union of a man/ and bride/ Whose child shall pace/ A further span/ Of Destiny/ And Life...So now/ My (bride's name),/ Stand steady here/ And say/ Do you today intend/ For him beside you there/ To be to him a wife?...
And do you understand/ as well/ That by the customs/ of our race/ You pledge to him/ and only him/Your kiss and your caress?/ Do you?...
Now, (groom's name),/ girls need clothes/ And food and/ Tender happiness and frills/ A pan, a comb,
perhaps a cat/ All caprice if you will/ But still/ They need them./ Do you then/ Provide?/ Do you?
[Related: My 2004 Scientology briefing for The Week]
Comments
Oh, those capricious women, with their pans.
Posted by: Francis | October 31, 2006 11:00 AM
I'd forgotten what an improvement it is for some celebs to have their pupils erased. We used to do it all the time with 16 Magazine and Twiggy.
Posted by: SK | October 31, 2006 7:02 PM