The Hairy Ass Texter & A Chocolate Eclair

Yesterday two teenage boys sat in front of us at church. The above title accurately describes them. One kept texting and his pants went way too low and I saw things I SHOULDN'T! The other had a on Dunkin Donuts shirt and obviously just came from work. They were more detracting than the two year old next to C that kept babbling away. How annoying. It was Palm Sunday, so it was the reading of the Passion. You'd think these kids would be more interested. Midway through I looked around and half the ladies were crying. Heathenistically; I was thinking about Jesus Christ Superstar and how the play made Herod seem a flamboyantly gay.