A reader sent me a link to a parody song based on the recent story of the Nun fight in Italy that occurred among three nuns in a Convent to be closed.
You can listen to the actual song here and the following are the lyrics.
Ladies and gentlemen
We present our title bout for the evening
In this corner
Weighing in at one hundred and fourteen pounds
By way of the Sisters of Our Lady of the Immaculate Right Cross
With a record of 23 and 1, with 15 knockouts, three TKOs, two decisions, three conversions and one exorcism
"The High Priestess of Penance"
"The Pounding Penguin"
"The Assassin of the Passion"
"The Stinging Nun"
And "The Roman Catholic Wrecking Ball"
From Dublin, Ireland,
Sister Mary Catherine “The Habit Breaker” Inviolata
And in this corner
Weighing in at an even 82 pounds
By way of the Order of St. Adelaide of Perpetual Confrontation
With a record of 66 and 6, with one disqualification for using a ruler
"The Vatican Vixen"
"The Pontiff’s Pitbull"
"The Original Sinner"
"The Homicidal Bride of Christ"
"The Assaulter from the Altar"
And "The Mother Superior of Kicking Posterior"
From Mexico City,
Sister Maria Teresa Garcia Graziela Aguilera Delgado Francisco Diego Arroyo Inigo Montoya Zapata Paquito El Guapo Abuelita de la “Boom Boom” Mendoza
In nomine Patris, et Filii, et Spiritus Sancti
Now let’s get ready to rumble…
Looks like sometimes truth is stranger than fiction.
Why is it o.k. to bash nuns so much on this blog? Aren’t sisters (or any consecrated person for that matter)maligned enough already? How is stuff like this supposed to help us promote vocations?? Can you imagine any young person being inspired by this? May as well just slap a “kick me” sign on the poor nuns.
For a refreshing change of pace, why not poke fun of say, the stuffy, stilted, and arrogant Opus Dei for a change. Oh ya, but an albino monk might come along and…well you know the rest. I dare you….
Heidi– because Nuns Behaving Badly is 1) amusing and 2) more common.
And also because those of us who had nuns as teachers know that there was always ONE who might have been from the Sisters of Show No Mercy. For my class, it was Sister Francella (aka Sister God-zilla), who put the fear into the hormonally-challenged 7th and 8th graders.
(My personal favourite was Sister Agnes Edwina, who played “Red Rover” and kickball well into her 70s. You’ve never been beaten in kickball until you’ve been beaten by an smiling nun in a white summer habit and orthopedic shoes.)
Amen to that! I was schooled by the Irish Dominicans in grade school, and if it wasn’t for Sister Jeanne, our principal, telling my mother to take me home and beat me after getting suspended in third grade, I probably wouldn’t have made it very far in life. Thank God for the tough nuns! As far as the nuns behaving badly goes, ho-hum, what to do.
I do like the “Mother Superior of Kicking Posterior” moniker the best I think, it’s snappy and I can think of a handful of my teachers in elementary and middle schools to whom it could’ve been applied to.
I think the humor in this post is good-natured. And as for the tough nuns…I’ve had my share, I probably would have been a nun myself if I met more of them. One thing that dissuaded me from becoming a nun was meeting nuns who did not fit the stereotype.
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