The people next door have an 18 year old son.
The 18 year old son has a new girlfriend.
And from what I hear coming through the walls, the new girlfriend is really really religious.
UPDATE: This afternoon, the son was "entertaining" his girlfriend again, and as she hit a particularly high note, the GM1 and I both burst into "The Hallelujah Chorus".
It got vewwy vewwy quiet on the other side of the wall.
I wonder if God has a cigarette when it's over.
Posted by: Parkway Rest Stop at February 8, 2004 07:01 PMeeeegh
Posted by: Lee at February 8, 2004 07:03 PMI won't make any comments about sperm whales.
Posted by: Fi at February 8, 2004 08:25 PMI have an 18 year old son, too. And I'm not a very open-minded parent. He would be outta here if he had that kind of religious experience in my house. ;)
Posted by: 2flower at February 8, 2004 10:00 PMEven visiting with my wife, I never had a religious experinece in my parents house!
Posted by: Stephen Macklin at February 9, 2004 05:42 AMWell, as a nice neighborly gesture, you could buy her a Bible, wrap it nicely, put her name on it and leave it outside the door.
The Note:
I have heard that you are seeking a higher being, if this doesn't work for you, I could leave the Koran or a Torah the next time. Just keep calling out until we get to the version you desire...
Posted by: Teresa at February 9, 2004 08:44 AMTeresa - Funniest. Suggestion. EVER. =)
Posted by: Scooterdeb at February 9, 2004 10:04 AMsweet geezus... I am reminded of a quote I either read or dreamt, I ferget. "Whereever two or more are ahem gathered and yell out my name at the freekin top of yer lungs..." I ferget the rest, either he comes or someone else does though.
Posted by: Rev. Callwell at February 9, 2004 11:50 AMOMG I am cracking up LOL. Glad they are your neighbors and not mine :D heheheee
Posted by: Rachel in Alaska at February 9, 2004 01:40 PMThis is your opportunity to answer her through the wall, it a big booming voice. When we lived in another place, we lived next door to a couple who had a hot tub and who used to call upon god all the time there. Our friend Terry, finally couldn't stand it any more and yelled out, "Yes my children, are you calling me?" That stopped it.
Posted by: Karan at February 9, 2004 02:10 PMOMG! The Hallelujah Chorus... that is hilarious! I DO NOT miss living in an apartment. None of my neighbors ever had "religious" experiences but on two separate occasions two different sets of neighbors had loud and explicit arguments that had something to do with one partner being frustrated in his desire to have an immediate religious experience because the other partner was insisting that there be no more religious experiences until the proper words were spoken before a preacher and assorted friends and relatives.
Posted by: Lynn S at February 9, 2004 07:09 PM