From: Mitchell Knightly, President of the Abbottsville Stake
Subject: Temporary suspension of the Stake Single Adults program
In light of recent events, I have decided to suspend all activities until I can be assured that your excellent Single Adults Leader, Ricky Foote, will be treated with the dignity, respect, and appreciation he deserves. I understand that he is young enough to be your son, and, in fact, that one of you is his actual mother. But, as I've said before, what Ricky lacks in age, he makes up for in inspired wisdom and priesthood authority. And he is devoted to you, the brothers and sisters he looked up to as a child. He wants nothing more than to find a sweetheart for his old principal, an eternal companion for his former pediatrician, and for himself, a new step-dad. None of you should consider yourselves on par with Ricky Foote. If you were, you would be married.
As always, I am willing to listen. In the coming weeks, I will be meeting with you individually to discuss your concerns, as well as your responses to The Official Worthiness Questionnaire. Here are a few thoughts for now.
You have e-mailed me the following:
"I'm a working mom and don't have time to decorate cars with unscrewed Oreos."
"I am happy with my life and career, and don't need to go out looking for love."
"Isn't it enough that I go to church with the a$$holes on Sunday? Must I marry one too?"
"There is no place for a single woman in the LDS faith."
The first three complaints demonstrate a serious lack of respect for the Lord's anointed, and will be better dealt with in the upcoming one on one interviews. However, I am prepared to address the final concern at present.
I call on all single sisters to tend to your duties. You may begin by removing the pudding stains from Ricky Foote's dress suit.
In light of that knowledge, I am confused by the e-mails I have received from some of you:
"I don't want a wife or kids, and I don't have time to clean out the Turley's Suburban."
"As a 55 year old nuclear physicist, I've no interest in participating in a 'no hands pudding eating contest.'"
"The single women in the stake are either too fat, too ugly, or too bossy to go out with."
I am prepared to dismiss all but the final of these flimsy excuses.
If you'd been responsible, and married within six months of returning home from your mission, you'd have gotten that cute little sweet spirit before she had time to work or get fat or be educated. But you didn't did you? And you've only yourselves to blame.
So I beg you, brethren, to take another look at those single sisters. Some of them aren't half bad. Plus marrying one in this life will ensure you all of these in the next:
If you would like to stop receiving these e-mails, the Turley Family will drop over Sunday morning to drive you to church in their Suburban.