a list of attributes, in a series of poorly constructed sentences pretaining to the band
Elder E knows how to make bread, and is a brilliantly violent, yet smooth dancer.
Pastor Bob makes good shelves and beans with rice, though I am not sure if he can do them concurrently (I suspect, yes), and he has a bike.
I am an extreme empathetic, and I like beards, and I like my kidneys just where they are, thank you all very much.
Sister Kiki (not to confuse Sister kiki with my sister kiki, as the two are distinct, irreproachable women) has green thumbs even when they are not, and her tomatoes are worth killing for, and I have, though it was only a bug, but I am willing to kill larger things for them, like snails or baby rats.
Sister Sammy likes unicorn play and knows many things about violent crime and she like very subtle jokes, including judiciary jokes, that often slip past me, being that I am an uncouth clot.
Deacon Stout renders solarly efficient, violent buildings and is a master of analogy, especially when referring to poison, and his shoes are well worn.
Youth Minister Deacon Clempant likes complex chord structures and once had really dirty hands and cream cheese on his shoes (or maybe it was just one shoe), and he likes violent songs.
Deaconess A. has fine taste in shoes and is a master of disguise and has rhythm and did I mention she has nice shoes, also her roundhouse kick is something worth paying to see.
Ho Hum
p.s., some of this information may not be completely accurate and may be used purely as propaganda.