Friday, December 16, 2005

1) I'm on a retreat with a bunch of people from Church. We're at the beach somewhere, and, by coincidence, my parents and some other family are staying in the same town. We've been hanging out on the beach a lot and having Church services. One night, my parents ask me to come by their hotel room. I get there and they start lecturing me about Brad having a hard time at school because of sports. And then they start asking why a bunch of the single people leave Church after the praise and worship. After that, my aunt Suzie tells me I'm not a very good shoe salesman.

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