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Cardinal Dolan chose to call me right after the papal conclave.

Listen, it’s the voice of God

Alright, here we go again. The little mom has yet another amusing story about her day. I promise, my life isn’t as dull as it might seem.

The phone rings. I can’t pick it up since I’m stuck in another endless chat. Our latest addition, Eva, who speaks Spanish, asks, “Who are you?”

Someone on the other end replies. She, puzzled, asks, “Who?” An unseen voice echoes it back. Eva reports, “It’s coccfdoopktwby.”

Who could that be?

Then I hear, “It’s hjhwppoqsryx.”

I quietly say during this ridiculous call, “Seriously, no one like that. Can you ask again?”

She does, and comes back with, “Ytraghkkplywsy, by name.”

Feeling a bit cranky, I snatch the phone and mumble, “Enough of this. Who are you?”

A calm voice responds, “It’s Cardinal Dolan.”

He played a role in electing Chicago’s Robert Prebble as the new Pope Leo XIV, and my housekeeper is curious about who he is.

Lobel’s Will Rock

New York City—it’s a bustling hub. Lots of noise, taxes, traffic, tourists. Oh, and I can’t forget about those amazing bagels. And real talk, where else can you find four-star steaks?

Robel has been a top choice for many years. A delightful prime cut of steak could set you back around $400. But sticking to his legendary gastronomic mantra, he says, “Take him to the ball game and get some peanuts and crackerjacks—you can always sing Robel.” Since 2009, Robel has been a hit at Yankee Stadium, a true champion among champions.

The new Rockefeller Center location, with its skating rink nearby, is in the works. Think banquets, classy wooden decor, seating, or even takeout—all about those hearty meat sandwiches.

But when’s it opening? A spokesman says, “Whenever we’re allowed to turn on the gas.”

And if someone ever sends me anything, don’t forget the ketchup please!

He needs a hand

Now, onto Anthony Weiner—please excuse my wording. I’m summarizing his recent messages.

“Thousands are backing a petition to get me on the ballot. (Cindy: just him, or part of him?) So far, like that time I shared a not-so-flattering photo with a young woman?—and we’ve raised the max funds needed to race ahead of my opponents.

“Now it’s time for ‘deck with all hands’. We need volunteers to rally voters. You’ll have to knock on doors, hang posters, and distribute at polling stations.”

Brilliant idea. If he ever needs assistance, he can always count on Menendez’s brother, who’s now on parole after a tragic incident involving both parents.

Good thinking. Are we a great country or what?

I wanted to catch a movie with some ducks, frogs, and skunks. One of them couldn’t make it. The ducks had bills to pay, the frogs were packed with cash, while the skunks, well, let’s just say they had a distinct aroma.

God bless America.

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