At preprandium tonight, I overheard a couple of the old fathers comparing stories about funny liturgical flubs and manglings of public prayer. They declared this one the best:
"We offer them for your holy catholic Church, watch over it, Lord, and guide it; grant it peace and unity throughout the world. We offer them for Paul our Pope, for Terence our cook, and for all who hold and teach the catholic faith that comes to us from the apostles."
Of course the joke is on poor Servant of God Terence Cardinal Cooke.