A Ukrainian Catholic Priest on the streets of Kiev, leading his flock in their counter-revolution.  Um, I can tell you what he does NOT have in a pickle jar on top of HIS television.  I’d bayo-charge a fifty behind him.  What a beautiful, beautiful sight.

Pay attention, all of my priest and holy deacon readers.  It’s going to be your turn soon enough, and you’re going to need to bring the macho like beautiful Father Buttkickerchuk, here.

Meet Fr. Buttkickerchuk, who starts every morning with an egg poached in the tears of his enemies.