So I got asked to be in my friend's wedding party.

[Kolesar]

The first one I was ever in. I was in my twenties and well into my "critical and skeptical" phase when it came to religion. It was all a very serious occasion there, standing in the first row of the Roman Catholic temple with the candles burning and the Wurlitzer wurlitzing. Incense aroma therapy set the mood. The wedding was a wedding mass and the first time Father did a "sign of the cross" to the crowd, damn it anyway, my right arm shot up and fired one off in return. I felt embarrassed. Hope my mother didn't see that.

[Az]

1. Damn brains

Things get in there and don't come out.

[Kolesar]

2. When I related the story to a confidant years later

He compared it to Dr. Strangelove's prosthesis arm involuntarily snapping off a Heil Hitler salute. "Mein Fuhrer, I mean, Mister President".

[Az]

3. HA!

:rofl: