Blasphemous Tennis

Today was a Saturday classic. Yard work, being outside in the air...and stuff, indeed. Not amazing, but it beats going to prom right (Tonight it prom for the kids in town.)?

We were able to play tennis for a couple of hours though, which is really good considering we haven't been able to play much because of the weather. *ahem* Towards the end of our session though, I started to get really bored...and yelled the following at Laura, who I was playing in a singles match.

(All that follows was said in a manly hick like voice, and was indeed, quite random.)

Camille (Yelling) : "I heard YOU, was the son of GOD!"

Camille: (Still Yelling) "I said, I said...I heard YOU was the son of GOD!"

Laura: (Yelling as well) "Well, is you, or is you ain't...the SON of GOD?"

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Ha! It was a riot, I don't know why I started it, and I don't know who we were actually talking to, but it was hilarious. We just kept yelling it over and over again, accenting parts when we would hit the tennis ball...

I hope we weren't being too blaphemous, because we're not going to church tomorrow either... yikes.