Black Sunday

Remember that time we were traveling to Trinity Baptist Church but then learned that Google is mendacious and thus Trinity Baptist does not even exist in Ancaster at all. So we hit the church strip to find another church but it was eleven and the only church that began around then was some Catholic church; and we thought, hey, Catholics cannot be that different; and then once inside we realized that Catholics are that different; and communion was about to be served and we thought, hey we're Christians too, may we not partake in communion?; and then we realized that we knew nothing of Catholic tradition and I had essentially plucked Jesus' flesh right outta this woman's hands and began to walk away with it when she sternly advised: "sir, put it in your mouth, now." -- and I ate it really quickly because I was scared of the woman; and then she stared us down because our actions were seen as turpitudinous; and then we booked it outta there before 'cause we were so terrified to spill Jesus' blood. Remember that time we basically defiled the Catholic church and chuckled cause they had a framed photo of Benedict and then had to finish communion at Tim Horton's?