No vows to

Lukashka’s parent came into the kitchen erstwhile the full household of Jobowskis was eating dinner. Mom was happy, jumping and clapping her hands.
- What's wrong?
And it happened, it happened! - 2 gay men got married in Poland!
An awkward silence fell.
At the Catholic Church?
- Yes, it was in our parish! To the priest!
The household was compromised, Mom triumphed until Lukek spoke.
- Let's go to church and ask the parish priest.
The assurance we have, Lukashka, collapsed like the budget of the Tunald-Dosk government.
- He might not know about it.
Then how did they get married to him?
- Not a vow, but a wedding, and not before him, and towards him, - Mom corrected.
- What did it look like?
- Well, he was in the rectory, and they were in the yard outside the window and they got married to him...
The Jobivians began shouting 1 by another that it did not substance so, for the priest must be at, before, conscious and conscious.
But that's how he wouldn't agree! - Why would you do that? After all, it is people who marry each another and he is there only ceremonially. He has to take this wedding.
- He doesn't have to, Jobovski replied.
- She has to, or else... - Luke's mom abruptly got her eyes rounded up and fell into her area for her phone.
- Hello, curia? Jobowska says. I would like to study that our parish priest has automatically ceased to be a parish priest due to the fact that he has refused to execute his duties. But don't worry, my friend will take over. Hello? Hello!