I must say it was WAAAAAY dry and disappointing. All of the religious leaders looked defeated and tired. This is why no one goes to church people.
In the middle a crazy lady with a huge raccoon hat came in and sat down. She then popped open a can of coke and poured it in a coffee mug. When the speaker started talking about the Son. As in the Father, Son and Holy Spirit, the crazy lady went off the deep end and promptly got up and stormed out while muttering expletives about her son and St. Helena. Then she tipped over a candelabra on her way out. No one really knew what to do, so we didn't do anything.