Wednesday, May 20, 2009

Poor Word Choice

is something that happens to me occasionally. Especially when I'm tired. This makes Twitter and Facebook status feeds especially perilous for me to use.

It also happened to the bishop guy during my brother's confirmation cerimony. He was going on and on about how all of the people there were this and that and blah blah blah metaphors. Finally, he came to the conclusion that all of the little confirmandi (yeah, that's what he called them) were fruits (of God, I suppose). So, naturally, the next words out of his mouth were, "Lord, we ask you to listen to these fruits."

*facepalms*

1 comment:

Don't be creepy! said...

Haha nicely done. (the bishop)

- monica