A funny thing happened on the way to the park for my daily run. It was a Sunday and I always pass this small church that is nestled among the apartment buildings in our neighborhood. As I am coming upon the church a very, very, very big fat boy is standing outside the church just resting his hands on his big belly staring as people passed him. He was right in my path and I didn't really think anything of it, I was on a mission to go run. Well, here is what transpired between me and the big fat boy on Sunday:
Big Fat Boy walked right out in front of me and held out his big fat arms.
Big Fat Boy: "Can I have a hug?"
I tried to walk past him but he kept following me.
Me: "What?"
Big Fat Boy: "Can I have a hug?"
Me: "Uhhh...no. That's creepy...you are creepy."
And I walked around him and started walking a little faster.
Big Fat Boy: "I like your ASS."
I stopped...turned right around and got in his big fat face.
Me: "What the...? You need to go back into that church and learn some manners big boy!"
Then I continued on my way while the big fat boy ran back into the church, hopefully he learned some manners from Jesus that day.
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