"Dear, Mars Hill church called...""Good Lord, which one?"
"You always seem to get stressed during exams, Don.""I'm sorry, Sally. It's the papers turned in by this generation of seminarians. Their grammar is so poor that I don't know what to do with them. I call it the perseverance of the ain'ts."
I hate to break it to you, dear, but Harold Camping's already tried that.
"the perseverance of the ain'ts"I like that.
Darling, I know you're going for a pulpit look that's more appealing to the hipster crowd, but even those glasses are just not chunky enough!