I MIGHT BE TWELVE

Ok... I might be twelve because the mere thought of this post already has me laughing.

The reason I've titled it as such is because today I posted the following on my twitter feed: "ate a skittle I found on my office floor, & based on the methane that just left me- it was laced with poison. paint is peeling off my walls"

This resulted in a slew of comments.  Since it also posts on my facebook status, that generated some comments, and a few old friends directly texted me too.  Been a while since anything I said generated that kind of response.  Methane is powerful stuff evidently.

• 1 or 2 people reprimanded me for my juvenile behavior. At least I think it was a reprimand.  I was laughing at all the other stuff too hard to decipher if they were serious or sarcastic. 
  

• Several of my old ministry students and volunteers piped in from my first decade in ministry.  These comments caused me to laugh out loud.   I guess I am still 12. 
  

"I've known you way too long and worked way too close to you to believe a skittle had anything to do with your gaseous stench!"

"I remember a little story of someone driving on a high school trip and locking the windows and letting one go...because his truck was full of girls who were chatting non stop."

"Your butt is the only one I know that can send everyone in a ski boat diving for safety in the water.  No poison skittle can do that ha ha :)" 

Oh man.  Maybe one day I'll grow up, but those memories are still super funny to me.