You mean there's another one? Just like you, but with tricky spelling name change?
No?
Speaking about self in third person, are we then?
For all their worth, may well as be Mardi Gras beads that you be throwing at people around here.
If you're still trying to rope people into Catholicism, while you're at all of this effort, maybe try using a lasso, throwing one of those at their heads, instead of trying to score ring toss with comically misplaced costume jewelry.
If you did it cowboy style, once ya' got 'em roped around the neck, then shoot, you could reel 'em in (so to speak). Then they couldn't get away no more.
Iffn' the fates are with you, you may luck out and there be a talented heeler catch sight of all the action, see opportunity to himself to join in, toss his lasso at the hoofs and heels (that's why they call them "heelers") and you guys could make a regular jack-pot rodeo out of it. Maybe team up, go ride the range in search of cattle.
You know what then man said.
If you love me, rope my cattle right 'round the neck, do whatever it takes to Wrastle 'em down on the ground, hogtie their feet, then hit in the flank with a sizzlin' branding iron, cut a notch or two in their ears...(there's more, but never mind the rest of 'cutting commentary' that could accompany this scenario...).
Should we reckon ol' St. Peter would be mighty proud of you both? Proud of both spellings of R & B's, that is...
“...Should we reckon ol’ St. Peter would be mighty proud of you both?...”
You’re a hoot!
Sometimes Peter used a HOOK.
Other times he used a NET.
Repent and Believe.
(spelling corrected!)