You raise an excellent point. Perhaps it was Freudian? Ive certainly floated my fair share of them. And Im apparently more well known for it than I thought.
A few weeks back, as I was coming into church, one of the ushers pulled me aside and said I need to talk to you. He seemed grave so of course Im thinking things like the pastor is sick and I have to fill in, the video projector died, we blew an AC unit, you know, things Ive had to deal with in the past. Then he says I saw this in the store and felt you needed to have it. He then reaches into his pocket and hands me this.
Yep. Its a pocket sized electronic Whoopee cushion. He then cracked up and we had a good laugh over it, I stuck it in my pocket and life went on. About an hour later, were about midway through the morning service and its time for family prayer. During this portion of the service, the staff pastors all go down front to pray with anyone that requests it. I happened to be on the far right side and, an older gentleman asked me to pray for him for his upcoming surgery. (By this time I had completely forgotten I had the mini-poofer in my pocket. Raise your hand if you know where this is going.)
So I went to kneel down and my pants leg pulled tight against my pocket and set the thing off. Of course it scared me at first and I sort of lurched a bit and landed a little harder than I planned. I figured I should try to recover as best as possible so I stretched out that leg a bit hoping to give it some slack. This resulted in an encore performance. As I pondered ways to kill an usher, I tried moving my leg again and it went off a third time. Thats when it struck my that perhaps pumping my leg around while this particular sound effect was being broadcast was probably not going to help sell the concept that this was artificial. I finally reached into my pocket and retrieved it and stuffed it in a Kleenex box behind the altar where it went off a fourth time.
By now, it was too late to regain composure as the first two rows on that side were deep in the throws of stifled chuckles. The man who came down never batted and eye and somehow I managed to choke out a prayer without a full fledged guffaw.
His surgery was a success so I guess it's a good thing the Lord has a sense of humor.
How did this disappear from my user CP
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It'll make Black Friday look like....well, you can picture it.
I can still see my walking shorts and polo shirt to go along with them. 
If your OK with it, you'll have to PM me your favs. and address so I can send you a carepackage some time soon. 
