I've always fancied having a go at being Archbishop of Canterbury.
There's loads of dosh to be made with Christmas franchises. Then there's the whole Easter thing that's ripe for real development: I mean, the church has got to get a grip on the choccy egg racket. How hard can it be? - it's like taking sweets from kids.
Except it's selling sweets to kids.
I have visions for this business y'know. Real visions.
( Larry Vest One day at a time, sweet Jesus, FFS., Fri 7 May 2010, 10:04, 1 reply, 16 years ago)

Plus.
First dips on the new choir-boys.
(Tugnut Ex of this parish, Fri 7 May 2010, 10:05, Reply)

they don't call it "Head" of the Church for nothing

( The Light in Chains don't touch the Pope's boner, Fri 7 May 2010, 10:09, Reply)

It'll cost you Tuggers. Good choirboys don't come cheap. Often - but not cheap.
I'd have every vicar looking out for potential talent, and sending them up to join my choir as soon as they are broken in.
Also: The Mini-surplus and lower communion rails - see where I'm going with this?
( Larry Vest One day at a time, sweet Jesus, FFS., Fri 7 May 2010, 10:11, Reply)