The Petra Zone

Does anyone else find it odd that your stomach probably never EVER makes a peep until you get into church, and it is dead quiet?

Does anyone ever find it odd that you never have to fart until someone comes up to talk in the parking lot after the service?

Does anyone ever find it odd that you never feel like a spike has been hammered into your finger and you need to crack a knuckle, but it is in the middle of a scripture reading?

Ok, it just might be me.

Sorry, tmi, but I don't have to fart until the service starts, and then I can't wait for it to be over so I can rush to my car and let it rip all the way home.