Stooges tend to come in threes, don't they. My friend had been wanting to go to an "intercambio" night at a local cafe for a few weeks now. Lately, I've been feeling restless, so I thought to myself why not take a nice walk to the cafe and get to know some gente.
I won't go into the entirety of what unfolded. It was one part of the conversation that my friend and I had with these three dudes from around Europe that took the cake. Of course, it was about religion.
One of the guys asked my friend and me if we were religious. Because I was feeling brave, and I do believe that it takes bravery to bring up my religion in Latin America and Spain sometimes, I said that I was Jewish.
Stooge 1: "What's that?"
Stooge 2: Put his hand on my arm and said "Let's do business"
Stooge 3: "See, that's what wrong with religion: priests raping little boys. Maybe there are
other religions out there, like Hinduism maybe (NOTE: no mention of Islam
or Judaism), but it's all bullsh*t. I'm sorry if I'm offending you by telling you
the truth about religion"
The last bit of what Stooge 3 said was a sentence-long summary of a ten minute-long rant.
That's all.
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