A couple of years ago, the pastor we had at the time preached a wonderful sermon at Christmas time of the baby coming as a sacrifice.
Then, he had us come up to take communion. The bread was wrapped up in a baby blanket and in a manger.
I was doing fine till the guy in front of me bent down over the bread, and whispered in a voice like you would speak to a baby, "I got your nose. Yes I do. I got your nose."
"Students are encouraged to mingle with the midgets." - Mr. Jones' 1st Block Class