Well, as far as PC goes, I have yet to meet a member of the clergy who didn't enjoy a roaring good laugh, and some of the best Episcopalian jokes I've heard have come from the pulpit (usually told to the priest by a colleague from another denomination). We 'Piskies love to poke fun at ourselves, and don't particularly mind when others do so as well, so long as they aren't being deliberately mean-spirited. One of my favorite websites used to be the late, lamented "Ecculaugh"...a multi-denominational humor archive.
Anyway, here are a few of my favorites (appropriately edited
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A young Anglican clergyman received his first posting...to the mission fields of the Congo. When he arrived at the airport, full of zeal and loaded down with Bibles, Prayer Books and his beloved CLARKE D, with which he hoped to while away the lonely hours so far from dear old England, he was distressed to find that no one was there to meet him and guide him to the remote village that was to be his outpost. Undaunted, he set off into the jungle alone, clutching his map. Soon, of course, he was hopelessly lost. After wandering around for a while, he decided to sit down on a log and play a few hymns to bolster his sinking spirits. Suddenly, halfway through his third repetition of "Be Thou My Vision" (aka "Slane"), he heard a low growl. Looking cautiously over his shoulder, he saw a lion, poised to pounce. Knowing he could never hope to outrun the beast, he resorted to prayer. "O Most Gracious Lord," he prayed, "Please make the wild beast behind me a CHRISTIAN lion!" Peeking once again over his shoulder, he was relieved to see the creature kneeling (inasmuch as a lion can kneel), his huge paws pressed reverently together, and his maned head bowed in humility. His relief vanished, however, when he heard what the lion was praying:
"For what I am about to receive, may the Good Lord make me truly thankful."
HOW MANY ANGLICAN CHORISTERS DOES IT TAKE TO CHANGE A LIGHTBULB?
Answer: 11
1 opratic soprano to stand on the shoulders of the mezzos and grasp the bulb in the hopes that the world will revolve around her.
5 altos to whine "but it's too HIGH!"
3 traditionalist baritones to complain: "I always said that candles were better!"
1 bored tenor to say "Isn't that the sexton's job?"
1 WHISTLE PLAYING baritone to roll his eyes, shrug his shoulders, mumble "for this I missed another session?", fetch the ladder from the crypt and change the *%$# bulb.
And finally, I submit for your delectation, the...
ANGLO-CATHOLIC FIGHT SONG!
(sung to the tune of "The Church's One Foundation")
Our church is mighty spikey,
with smells and bells and chants,
And Palestrina masses
that vex the Protestants.
O happy ones and holy
who fall upon their knees
For solemn Benediction
And mid-week Rosaries.
Though with a scornful wonder
men see our clergy, dressed
In rich brocaded vestments
as slowly they process;
Yet saints their watch are keeping
lest souls be set alight
Not by the Holy Ghost, but
by incense taking flight.
Now we on earth hath union
with Lambeth, not with Rome,
Although the wags and cynics
may question our true home;
But folk masses and bingo
can't possibly depose
The works of Byrd and Tallis,
or Cranmer's stately prose.
(Here shall the organist modulate*)
So let the organ thunder,
sound fanfares "en chamade;"
Rejoice! For we are treading
where many saints have trod;
Let peals ring from the spire,
sing descants to high C,
Just don't let your elation
Disrupt the liturgy.
* Figure I can get away with this one. After all, what's an organ but a bunch of really big whistles hooked up to a bellows and a few keyboards?
Redwolf
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<font size=-1>[ This Message was edited by: Redwolf on 2002-10-03 13:22 ]</font>
:)it happened before. 
