May 21, 2004

Racism / Secrets

Okay, so I'm Catholic, right? I'm not going to talk about how bad of a Catholic I am, so let's just leave it at "I'm Catholic." Anyway... Thursday was a holy day of obligation which means I had to go to church. So I took my mom, stuffed her in the car with my little brother, and off we went.

We get to church, we do our thing, and we line up for communion. Communion, for you heathens out there, is when we eat a wafer of bread that symbolizes the Body of Christ. As we're walking past a bunch of kids, one of them whispered, "chink chink." I'm like whoa... at church?! Usually when something like this happens, I would take out the Whup-Ass Stick and start beating on those little Tony Soprano hatchlings you find all over Staten Island. But I couldn't exactly curse and get violent while I had Jesus in my mouth.

Wow. That didn't sound exactly right.

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Two anonymous brothers are in a car driving home from Blockbuster video. We won't reveal their names, but their initials are G and B.

G: Don't tell anyone but I kind of like that Britney song "Everytime."
B: {pause}
G: {nervous silence}
B: Okay, don't tell anyone but I rented "Win A Date With Tad Hamilton."

Posted by glenn at May 21, 2004 01:32 AM
Comments

The church story, totally surreal! I know who those kids are, they lived on my street growing up... I still got my whup-ass sticks they are called left and right fists.

You and your brother are teenie bopper lovers, just admit it. You love Britney and mandy and were first in line to see the Princess Diaries. ;-)

Posted by: Flare at May 23, 2004 07:13 PM