You don’t get more American Christian than Uncle Sam preaching Jesus. Throw in some ventriloquism and you’ve got a recipe for a good time.
Everything is pretty harmless, although obviously cheesy, until you get around the 2:00 mark when JR the dummy starts praying. Then things get a bit awkward.
Let’s just say JR’s prayer request isn’t very “safe sanctuary” as we like to say in the Methodist church.