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Ward Pizza Party


Next month our ward party is a "Ward Pizza Party", we're having pizza, playing volleyball, and have a movie for the kids. Yay!

Why can't all ward parties be like this?
 
Pizza heals all wounds.

--Ray



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rayb wrote:


Pizza heals all wounds.

--Ray

 


Wow.  That's almost... like,  quotable!

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No, no, you got that wrong... while pizza cures many things, there is nothing as exquisite as that wise man of Springfield, Homer of the Simpsons, said... "Donuts, is there nothing they can't do!"

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Homer Simpson... ah, I'll never forget.

I had been a young bishop for about 8 months.  It was my first tithing settlement. My ward clerk and I were flying solo one Tuesday night.  It had been a busy night but then we had a half an hour to wait. I went and looked at the schedule and asked the clerk if he couldn't call the last brother to come earlier.  The clerk said, "Bishop, I've looked up and down the roster and this Brother Simpson is just not on it."  I looked at the list.  Hmm...Homer Simpson.  Sure did sound familiar.  We waited 15 minutes past the time he was supposed to show up and then we took the deposit to the bank.  The following Sunday the Bishop from the other ward who actually knew who Homer Simpson was walked up and said, Bishop... how was tithing settlement with Brother Simpson the other night.  I was still clueless and asked him if he knew him because he didn't show.  He just laughed and told me that I'd better sic my Elder's president on him.

It wasn't until January or February when I came home early from the Church one night that I noticed my kids watching "The Simpsons" and I soon realized who it was that had me waiting for Brother Simpson at tithing Settlement.  Everyone got great laughs out of that one.

Fast forward a couple of years.  One of the wards didn't have an assitant High Priest Group leader.  The High Councilor over the ward had been assigned to find the man who could serve as the assitant.  Before the next HC meeting began, the councilor in the presidency who had made the assignment asked the high councilor who he had come up with.  Not having done the assignment when he was asked for a name he simply said, "Homer Simpson".

When the stake president brought the name to the table and asked for a sustaining vote.  Two or three of the younger High Councilors started snickering and one of them started laughing so he got up and walked out.  The president said so tell us about Brother Simpson.  Without missing a beat the High councilor said, well he's middle aged, has a couple of kids.  He's balding and has a pot gut.  He has almost a southern accent. etc....
By then the other two just couldn't hold back the laughter and all the older distinguished high councilors were wondering if they were on drugs or something.  The motion carried and it wasn't until a few months later when Homer hadn't been called and set apart that the Presidency and other councilors was appraised of the ruse.

Probably shoudl have put this under humor.



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rayb wrote:

Next month our ward party is a "Ward Pizza Party", we're having pizza, playing volleyball, and have a movie for the kids. Yay!

Why can't all ward parties be like this?
 
Pizza heals all wounds.

--Ray




That does sound like a good one.  I don't go to too many ward functions because most of the time they are work, work, work for my wife or I.  I used to get so tired afterwards that I wondered if it was worth it.  With Pizza there is little to prepare and little to clean up if done right.  Some of these ward activities are just so draining.  All too often a ward activity turns into a work party. 


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Mahonri wrote:

Homer Simpson... ah, I'll never forget.

I had been a young bishop for about 8 months.  It was my first tithing settlement. My ward clerk and I were flying solo one Tuesday night.  It had been a busy night but then we had a half an hour to wait. I went and looked at the schedule and asked the clerk if he couldn't call the last brother to come earlier.  The clerk said, "Bishop, I've looked up and down the roster and this Brother Simpson is just not on it."  I looked at the list.  Hmm...Homer Simpson.  Sure did sound familiar.  We waited 15 minutes past the time he was supposed to show up and then we took the deposit to the bank.  The following Sunday the Bishop from the other ward who actually knew who Homer Simpson was walked up and said, Bishop... how was tithing settlement with Brother Simpson the other night.  I was still clueless and asked him if he knew him because he didn't show.  He just laughed and told me that I'd better sic my Elder's president on him.

It wasn't until January or February when I came home early from the Church one night that I noticed my kids watching "The Simpsons" and I soon realized who it was that had me waiting for Brother Simpson at tithing Settlement.  Everyone got great laughs out of that one.

Fast forward a couple of years.  One of the wards didn't have an assitant High Priest Group leader.  The High Councilor over the ward had been assigned to find the man who could serve as the assitant.  Before the next HC meeting began, the councilor in the presidency who had made the assignment asked the high councilor who he had come up with.  Not having done the assignment when he was asked for a name he simply said, "Homer Simpson".

When the stake president brought the name to the table and asked for a sustaining vote.  Two or three of the younger High Councilors started snickering and one of them started laughing so he got up and walked out.  The president said so tell us about Brother Simpson.  Without missing a beat the High councilor said, well he's middle aged, has a couple of kids.  He's balding and has a pot gut.  He has almost a southern accent. etc....
By then the other two just couldn't hold back the laughter and all the older distinguished high councilors were wondering if they were on drugs or something.  The motion carried and it wasn't until a few months later when Homer hadn't been called and set apart that the Presidency and other councilors was appraised of the ruse.

Probably shoudl have put this under humor.




That's just too funny!  I wish I could have been present in either situation.



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