I was playing around with a sketch. This has a little more shading, than I typically. Once in a while, it's good to shake up the technique a little.Now the pew joke... that is another matter. It was funny when I was seven, but I'm corny that way.
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Oh please, I'm over 40 and it's still one of my favorite jokes!!! I hope I'm never too old for a good fart joke. You rock.
On a serious note...and by serious, I mean this is true AND funny. It was a candlelight Christmas eve service. The pastor had everyone stand and hold hands across the pews. In front of me and my family was an elderly, regal, wealthy woman, in a purple velvet coat, fur collar, coifed white hair. The pastor prayed. At one point he offered a moment of silent prayer. The purple coated woman who stood in front of me ripped one so loud I'm sure the whole church heard. It was especially bad since everyone was deadly quiet! I could feel my sisters hand grip me tighter. We both began to shake in supressed laughter! The worst kind! It was brutal! Trying not to laugh, in church, in dead silence! I still have a scar on my lip where I bit down trying to keep from laughing.
Pardon my childish humor...but I think God was laughing too. And that's a glorious thing.
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