So I'm sitting in my Bible study last night, listening intently to the discussion about Paul putting a smack down on the Galatians (and being on my best behavior because
my friend Julie and I had eaten Zalads at Zaxby's and walked in a wee bit late and everybody looked at us and saw my Zaxby's cup of sweet tea and I was totally busted), when my cell phone, politely on "manners mode", buzzed me.
Since "everyone" who would be calling me knows where I am on Wednesday nights, I figured it was my children, so OF COURSE my attention was temporarily diverted to see if one of them was in need (my husband was busy watching Stephen Curry–pronounced " / 'st?fin/–and the Davidson Wildcats put their own smackdown on the UTC Mocs).
I opened my phone to read the following text, copied exactly as it was written:
And then the line that made me fall out of my chair–
I'm sorry, Joe. I don't think I heard a word you said after that.