A friend of ours said, “Have you ever considered the ordination process?”
I almost spit coffee across the table. “Are you kidding? ME?!? I spent the weekend reading comic books and comparing Jayne Cobb to St. Martin de Tours!”
Our priest-friend said, “You can preach in my church anytime.”
I glared. “I would totally take up smoking again just so I can lean in the pulpit, cig dangling out of the corner of my mouth. ‘You know that part where it says, “Love your neighbor?” Well, God wasn’t fucking kidding! Yes, I’m looking at you, Mrs. Beezworth!’ ” I gestured sharply with my imaginary cigarette.
The friend of ours giggled nervously. Our priest-friend said, “You TOTALLY can preach in my church any time.”