Years ago when my mom died I went to her funeral at the church the family (not me) attended.
At the graveside service the preacher - a pushy, shifty cocksucker - decided it was a good time to go after me personally. During his long rambling prayer - he and I were the only ones with our eyes open - heads unbowed.
We were eyes locked as he went on about how this was the time for the wayward to come to Jebus. (Words to that effect)
I shot him the bird.
....
He never bothered me again.
Funny thing - they got rid of him shortly afterwards.
At the graveside service the preacher - a pushy, shifty cocksucker - decided it was a good time to go after me personally. During his long rambling prayer - he and I were the only ones with our eyes open - heads unbowed.
We were eyes locked as he went on about how this was the time for the wayward to come to Jebus. (Words to that effect)
I shot him the bird.
....
He never bothered me again.
Funny thing - they got rid of him shortly afterwards.