I received the following holy bits from the Blessed Father:
Imagine my delight to find not one, but layer upon layer of fabulosity.
Holy tits, two bits in one trip to the mailbox!
But inside was even better - scaled to handle, with every inch well-crafted and delightful....
Dear Blessed Father, I've heard that suffering is good for the soul. To that end, I will be spreading the wealth (of suffering, so to speak): I have organized a bake sale in your honor and will be sending the $$ along with any leftovers directly to you as requested. The bake sale will feature prune pies and sullied communion hosts refashioned into any number of delicious taste treats.
Now this is just what I truly need. I will carry it on my person at all times (with a dirty wad of two dollar bills).
More details to note...
Oh, thank you, Blessed Father!