--- In FT-HUMOR@yahoogroups.com
, Donna Gore <donnajgore@y...> wrote:
> > Oh he's not a patch on Ambrose the Apostle Milner,
> > the master of sick
> > religious humor.
> > Take in his site at
> > http://yeshuainternational.com/Archbishop%
> > 20Milner.htm You'll just love him - or absolutely
> > hate him.
> > Pete Edwards
> Pete, I can't get the site to come up, it says Bad
> Request. If it's sick and makes fun of religion, then
> I KNOW I will LOVE it !!
and follow the link for Archbishop
Yes it's sick and it makes a mockery of religion without meaning
too. This guy is actually deadly serious. He really does think he's
an Apostle from God with a message for the world. It's kinda funny
in a way, coz you think "He can't possibly be for real. It must be a
wind up." But its deadly real. Sad.
It's sick coz he's currently having an anti-gay rant.
Why don't I like the Raving Reverend Milner? Coz he's got my daft
old Uncle Peter into all this "be a bishop and save the world stuff".
Uncle Pete was an Anglican lay preacher for 30 odd years in the north
of England. He was harmless, and a lot of old ladies thought he did
a lovely service. Whoops! I mean a religious service, not as an
ageing gigolo! Anyway, Uncle Pete discovers internet religion (never
should have given the old coot a computer) and suddenly he's leaving
the Anglican Church and launching his own "Universal Ministries" as
the Bishop of North Yorkshire - at the age of seventy!
He offers the Raving Archbishop Ambrose Milner a guest page on his
Well, we were all mightliy chuffed at first, as they say in
Yorkshire. We'd never had a bishop in the family. (My grandad was a
coalminer and my dad drove lorries. Uncle Pete was some sort of
salesman in the pottery industry.) Then it got funny: Uncle Pete
going around in a purple shirt and dog collar; then embarrassing:
Uncle Pete dragged uplike a Christmas tree in bishop's vestments.
Then it turned nasty. Uncle Pete narrowly escaped prosecution for
selling bogus religious degrees (a serious offence in the UK). He
was forced to close his English Universal Ministries and everyone
heaved a might sigh of relief. But, just as we were booking poor old
Pete's place in the "Evening Glade Home for the Terminally
Bewildered", bleedin' Archbishop Ambrose encourages him to set up
again under Ambrose's protection as Yeshua International.
Well, if you can't beat 'em, join 'em. So my cousins and I have set
up our own little enterprise to publicise Uncle Pete's minstry.
Currently he's Primate of All England - just like the Archbishop of
Canterbury - and Patriarch of Europe. (That's an entirely original
one for him.) We want to propose him for Pope when the present guy
finally pops his clogs; and then Grand Patriarch of the Entire
Pete Edwards (Jnr)
"Bishop of Bonking and Patriarch of Paris*"
[* That's Paris, Scholes, in Yorkshire; not Paris, France or Paris,