What?

- psst...Hey, what do I do with this?

- Just eat it, bro.

- Okay, okay, don't yell at me.

- Yea, just eat it.

- It tastes like a potato chip.

- What?  Yea it sort of does, doesn't it?

- So, what—some company produces these?

- I guess.

- In some factory...

- Yea, I guess.

- Oh...interesting.

- What?

- Nothing, it's interesting.

- What is?

- What do you mean?

- That your way of being clever?

- What do you mean?

- Are you making some commentary—come on, it's Mass, bro.  

- I'm not.

- It's just church.

- I know—I didn't—

- What's wrong with church?

- Nothing's wrong—

- Don't be wry.

- I'm not.

- You're being wry.

- I'm not being wry.

- It's just church.  

- I know. 

- Way to pick a time.

- I didn't say—

- Much, you didn't say much.  

- All right.

- Nothing to break the walls...You think you're saying anything new?

- No, sadly.

- You don't want one of these old timers to hear...

- I know—

- Your old one-two punch.

- I'm not saying anything.

- Yea, no getting up from that one...

- Didn't say anything.

- No getting up—what's wrong? You didn't get to blog or something this morning?

- I'm not saying anything!

- First you put your butt in the holy water.

- I thought it was an ashtray!  

- Whatever.

- Hey, when she gave me the chip—

- It's the body of Christ, man.

- Yea, I thought I should kneel down.

- That's stupid.

- I think I made my hands like a cup.

- She's not giving you porridge.  You're not Oliver Twist.

- I never read that book.

- But you know what I'm talking about...

- Yea, but I've never seen the movie either.

- I haven't either.

- Then how do we both know what we're talking about?

- Everyone knows.

- I don't know about those lyrics though.  Have you read them? I saw you singing.

- Yea I sing them all the time.  My back, man...

- All churches are the same.  One essential fact you can't escape: the awkwardness when you can't stand anymore and old men are still standing.

- No one's looking at you.

- The guy with the fishing net was.

- All in your head, bro.

- Actually, when I was reading through the lyrics, I was hoping he noticed. 

- I don't know why they get this guy, man...

- Notice and nod—

- The Nigerian priest—every time he delivers his sermon, you can't understand a word he's saying.

- I could feel him over my shoulder.

- He drives really fast, the priest—(aside) What?  What are they looking at?

- You're being really loud.

- He wasn't watching you read.  Come on, let's go.