A flock pastor.
Yes, I have entered the world of the gainfully employed. Or, as a seminary grad is supposed to say, the world of full-time ministry. Either way, I can now support Courtney (who just so happened to support me through seminary). And how do I support her, you ask? Easy. . .
I’m a flock pastor.
Yes indeed, I oversee a flock. Much like a flock of seagulls (not these seagulls, though), or a flock of, well, sheep. And my sheep entail three main groups: the Internationals on LSU’s campus, young professionals in Baton Rouge, and the comprar reductil online relatively young married people (though I’m not sure WHERE young ends and old begins these days [with science and all]).
Regardless of where you draw the line, it’ll likely somehow fall under my ever-important flock jurisdiction. So when you come through Baton Rouge and you’re in need of a flock party, give me a call. I’m sure I can put something together.
Any other terrible puns we can make with this?