Gracious Lord, I have in every way failed to live out my calling. Time and time again you offer me Thy forgiveness; time and time again I begin anew. Yet after every new beginning there is another and more knowing fall. Dearest Lord, what promise have I not broken? What sin is there that I have not done? Even my good works are all marred by pride, my good beginnings trampled under by my own sloth and worldliness.
This video is not a spoof. Apparently the do-gooders in the government believed that cleaning your house would enable you to survive a thermo-nuclear blast. No explanation of how painting your fence defeats lethal superdoses of radiation. But, no doubt, removing your home of crucifixes, religious art and Marian shrines will make your chances even better!
h/t to LRC blog.