Sometday, you may find yourself with about 50 other Catholic families and about 250 other Catholic kids at a 300-acre Vacation Bible Camp in the mountains, and you may find yourself called upon to sing a toast after the kids are in their tents/cabins/RVs and it’s just you and the more bibulous of the camp’s grownups.
We don’t need no last names here
‘Cause we’re all in God’s family
We’ve liquor in the wilderness
For watering the family tree
So gather all you parents here
And pour a round for every kid
You’re gonna need a bellyful
When I tell you what your first born did
We drunkly pass the faith along
There oughtta be a name for us
So come and raise your glasses to
Al-Catholics Anonymous
What happens in Vacation Bible Camp stays in Vacation Bible Camp.
Until you post it on the internet, anyway.