- The Communion wafers were stale.
I don’t consider myself high class or anything, but is it too much to ask for a little crunch?
- I have introduced myself to Mr. Jenkins at least fifteen times by now.
After about the seventh time, I really started to question my faith. I know Mr. Jenkins is old, but I see him every week. Come on.
- The wafers are stale, like really stale.
Look, I’m not expecting a five-class restaurant. It’s just, I know the Church has zip-loc bags in the kitchen, are they not using them?
- The Universe is a spinning void of complete nothingness that lacks any semblance of order, there is no fathomable way we are created or ruled by an Omnipotent entity.
Honestly, this was just a little thing on top of the wafer issue.
- The wafers were stale.
How can there be a God if the metaphorical representation of his supposed son are so gross and chewy?