Slain in the Spirit

You see this girl? Yeah, that was me this morning in the parking lot of the Bethany Free Will Baptist church. Except that I was about half her height, and twice her weight. And I was wearing some ridiculous excuse for shoes made by teeny bopper singer, turned reality star, turned joke, turned designer, Jessica Simpson. Oh here, let me just show you. I may have deserved what I got for trying to dress like I’m 28 instead of 38. But hey, I live on the wild side. Thankfully I had on jeans and not a skirt or the poor little ladies who were assisting the voters would have had a fit. As it was they were fanning themselves furiously after I busted out in tongues and passed the whole thing off like I had just been slain in the Spirit by the sheer joy of exercising my right to vote.