I taught Sunday School for two years. And I got fired. I abused my authority. I used to teach class like this, "OK, if one more person talks, everybody is going to Hell."
Maybe I wanted to hear it so badly that my ears betrayed my mind in order to secure my heart.
I can never tell when something is funny. I just have to do it onstage and find out.
My parents are very funny when they have to deal with anything racy or off-color. They usually pretend they don't speak English.
