My mom murdered the yarn beard and wig. I was able to use it again when I played Noah in Sunday School — a disastrous production where the Ark basically sank (it was a big flat painted piece of wood that fell over, and pulled down all the other set pieces with it). The entire cast (5th Graders) broke into a laughing fit. Our Sunday School teacher got so mad, she screamed at us and said “shit”. She finished the year but no one at St. Francis of Assisi ever saw her again. It was also my last year with the church, but that’s another story. |
Hulk's got the candy. Sounds right to me.
I remember the first time I heard one of the adults from church say shit.
I felt like I should have done something to stop them or at least get them to repent on the spot.
It was really uncomfortable for me. I don't think she knew I was there. Kids weren't allowed in the church kitchen. She burned herself on the pot that was boiling water. I'm sure Jesus was none too cool with it either.
-Fucking church and it's bullshit congregation.