Our Lady of Perpetual Cup Cakes
2003-08-15 || 11:10 p.m.

Hail Mary, full of cake
The lard is with thee
Blessed art dough among loaves and blessed is the fruit of thy scone,
Sultana.
Holy baker, mother of gateaux
Cook for us sinners, now, and at the hour of our tea.

Amen.

Of course, what I should have said is a real Hail Mary because someone just tried to kill me on the zebra crossing. Yes, deliberately. They drove at me and said I should be ashamed to look the way I do.

Sorry about the cake, Mary.