The Church of Hot Chicks

Okay, Sunday, I was sitting in Church¹, and we were running a little late. I don't know about your church, but in my church the woman generally picks the seat. Yeah, men make more money, but women get to pick out the china and decide where to sit at church. Well, Sunday, we were running late and the only seats near our normal seat was directly behind the hot twins.

I don't know about your church, but our church has some twins – they are college age (I am assuming, as they show up in mid-May and are gone by August), they are blond, and one always wears a top that shows off her tattoo located on the small of her back. We don't talk about it, but you can tell that women avoid sitting their husbands right in front of these two Catholic girls.

Trouble is, in the summer, women wear more revealing clothing, And it is not to tempt the men in church. It is because it is getting warmer, and women want to look attractive. I can tell you nearly all women don't want men to leer at them at church. That is just a bit gross. Not sure how I came to this conclusion.

But our local Catholic church not only has hot chicks. It has one man, I don't know his name, who looks like a movie director. He is probably 60 years old, fit and wears cool shades, even in church. He dresses dapper, and he moves really elegantly. I swear, when he gets communion, he looks like the director from a movie just popping in to get salvation and then back to the back lot².

Then I look in another direction of the chapel, of the church, and I see a family with two sets of twins. Two boys, exact copies of one another, and two girls, another carbon copy of one another. The boys are older, but all four look like they are the same height. So even though I know these kids are two sets of twins, they look, sort of, like they are part of quadruplets. And they get a lot of second looks. Mom is the only one who goes to Mass. Not sure where Dad is.

You know, I started this with just telling you about a fellow Catholic or two, but now I know, Christians – and, yes, Catholics are Christians – come in all shapes and sizes. Some are hot, some are mysterious and aloof, some are parts of large families, and some have no children. But we meet, once a week, and we pray together.

When two are more are gathered . . . . even when two are hot college chicks.

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¹The Catholic Church usually capitalizes the "C", but for the sake of a cleaner looking blog entry, I will not capitalize it.

²I don't know what a back lot is, but it is really movie-related.