Church

Gotta love when your pastor at church talks about doing a funeral where they were biker gangs there and he was oblivious to it, he was like they were wearing their colors and I was wearing mine…you know the black suit with the white collar. He was like well they all came in on their Harleys and they all were with their colors. So he bumped fists with them saying hey brother, hey sister…ha ha….
Then he said and when I started the sermon I looked at them, they were all high on something, until I spoke the Psalm and then they all joined in.
I was like WHAT he was so oblivious to it, how nuts! Oh well!
Too funny!