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in a car with my 3 male cousins from LA. we are driving thru a nice, suburban area, and my oldest cousin is driving quite crazily and irresponsibly, but he is smiling and laughing about it.
we park and get out, start walking. there are two men ahead of us. one is a midget (i must to going crazy sandler-wise, to be dreaming about midgets...), and they are both of middle-eastern descent.
as the midget comes up to us, i know for certain that they are panhandlers, and stride past him without a hitch or a glance. (because they are middle-eastern, and should thus be working hard? or because this is a nice suburban neighborhood, and there should be no panhandlers in such an area? ....i'm not sure. it was terribly wrong and racist, regardless)
we walk a little further, and find a men's shelter. oh. this is why. next to the shelter was a church. we decide to go in.
they were in the middle of service, taking turns reading from the bible. we sit down in the back.
the current reader stops, and the priest (for we were in a catholic church) calls out, "would one of our presbyterian brothers, a cynic, like to read next?"
we are shocked, but we start shaking, trying to contain our laughter. ****, who is closest, takes up a bible, and starts reading. except that he hasn't finished laughing, and couldn't help but remember, "one of our presbyterian brothers, a cynic," and that would set him off again. it takes him a long time to read the passage.
the congregation is displeased, i could feel it. i, too, was becoming uncomfortable. we are laughing, and it is taking away from the focus on God's Word.
as the priest starts to preach, my cousins begin to move around to different seats, like in the musical chairs game. **** stands up and presents our view, which is clearly protestant. he is no longer laughing, but still speaks in an extremely high-pitched voice.
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jacob from URL @ 12/06/2002 01:59:00 PM
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