Devil’s Food at Lunch
Lunch table conversation:
“Hey Booker! You’ll never guess who spoke at my church yesterday!”
“You got me, Pookey. Who?”
“We had a lady give the sermon! Nobody showed up!”
“Didn’t your church vote against that years ago? I remember you talking about that.”
“I don’t know why they have to change things like this. It’s supposed to be traditional. Nobody who’s been with the church for a while is happy with this. Nobody showed up on Sunday.”
“What about the Church Elders? Didn’t they say anything?”
“We’ve got a bunch of new people showing up at the church now. Not that that’s a bad thing, but I don’t know any of these people. They just decided to let her give a sermon. We don’t have elders or anything anymore, just eight people who run things, and they decided to let her talk. Not that I have anything against new people. But what about all of us who have always been there? “
“You going to keep going there? What about your husband’s old church?”
“Yeah, well it’s awkward with the divorce and everything. His old wife used to belong there too. She got kicked out because she was living with her boyfriend and wouldn’t get married, but her friends still go there.”
I had been doing OK up to this point. When religion comes up, I try to hit the “off” switch to my mouth. Alas, today I was too slow.
“They won’t let her go to church because she’s a sinner?!” I sputtered. Honest, I just blurted it out without thinking. Booker looked like a cat with a canary in its mouth. Pookey turned red.
“Well it isn’t that. It’s just that they told her to get married and she wouldn’t. She choose ….”
“But she’s married the guy since,” I said.
“Yeah,” said Pookey. I stayed quiet, having belatedly located the “off” switch to my masseter muscles.
“Well, we aren’t as bad as some churches,” said Pook. “Everlasting Holiness down the street has a gay lady as a preacher!”
The “off” switch flipped back “on”. “Hark!” I cried. ‘Those hoof beats in the parking lot! It’s the four horsemen of the Apocalypse!” I got the look.
“Not that I have anything against gays,” Pookey said.
I excused myself on the grounds that I’d caused enough trouble, and went back to work.
*hands you a WMD* Go get ’em tiger!
Consider yourself backed up by the DD hoards weilding mace, claymore and trebuchet! (It’s the French wing of the DD hoards that were heavily influenced by Bonnie Prince Charlie)
Or something like that…..
🙂
copraphagic? WHOA!
that is a pretty evil thing to do to anyone’s car. Mr. Karma will be visiting that idiot soon.
What’s this? Are you sure it couldn’t have happened elsewhere?
The Princess knows which car is mine, and I haven’t played loud music upstairs for a long while (except on headphones). Anyway I’m certain it’s not her style.
I suspect a shopping cart.
Gotta love churches. It seems almost hypocritical when they kick someone out, yet they are supposed to be tolarant (I recently watched a film called "Normal" and they did the same thing to him because he was going to have a sex change).
I agree with the fact that karma’s coming to town to fix what was done.
photogenic? us?
*tries not to wet herself laffing*
yes sure whatever u say lol
"They won’t let her go to church because she’s a sinner?!"
priceless!! wish i could have been there for that one…
The funny thing is that you are the only one who caught the Hugh reference with that Clematis. I intentionally called it the Jackmanii instead of plain old Clematis to see if anyone would comment on it.
Congrats for being the one who did!
I’ve had conversations similar to the ones you had regarding church and the various hypocrisies involved with it. Some people just don’t get it.
Alli
That convo was pretty amusing. I just wish that Stupid People would be a MINORITY, because it’s not that easy to laugh at them when they pretty much run the world. Hmph.
Hope you catch the car-scratcher!
Wish I could find that off button, never seems to be there when I need it, or maybe when others want me to have it. Thanks for the pics of the rulers of your home, glad to see they are doing well.
*chuckles* You’ve enriched my word power today. Thanks.
To butcher a quote by Groucho Marx: I wouldn’t bother to join a church who wouldn’t have people like me as a member.
Thought I was on your friends list but site says I am not. Could you add me please, I have requested through your last entry also.
I love it when you hit the on switch!
Atta girl!
Oh no! Not your new car!
You just reminded me of why I haven’t learned to keep my mouth shut. Sheesh.
If you’ve discovered the source of your car’s injury and haven’t shared in the days I haven’t read yet, consider this a request. If you haven’t or have, never mind.
Your 4 horsemen comment is a classic. 🙂