Thinking about our off-season tenants here at the B&B where I live, and also manage. They are both Pentecostal ministers who yell, cry, stomp, and shout gibberish for Jesus everyday.
They asked me if their prayers are too loud. I said " I cannot hear a word you say." In fact, I have not heard one single, profound, religious truth, thought, or commentary, since they've arrived.
