Luckily, there is a posse of said-friends in my world, but there is one funniest-ever-still-makes-me-chuckle moment from my teen years.
My sister and I were sitting next to each other at Mass. Mistake number one. Mistake number two, the altar server, who shall remain unnamed at this point, knelt over one of the floor vents at the most sacred part of the Mass. His cassock “blew up” like a blimp. It was cold and he must have enjoyed that warmth, because he didn’t move. Mistake number three – we were at the front of the church.
I still laugh at that image and the fact that we could not, through tears, stop laughing, nor ignore the evil eye from our parents. Good times.