Sunday Best There's this guy who goes to my church who looks just like Saddam Hussein. I think the next time we "offer peace" (shake hands), I'm gonna look in his mouth with my pen light. I don't get why we have to shake hands with the people around us. Has anyone ever started a fight in church? Maybe a long time ago someone pulled out a gun and ruined it for everybody, so now we have to touch each other. I don't like touching strangers or things strangers have touched, especially when they're all dipping their hands in the same water dish or drinking from the same cup. I know it's church, but germs still live in the house of God.