My daughter was all dressed up in her little white dress and veil, white gloves and all, going up to the altar for her First Communion. A slightly older girl friend of hers was sitting down front, and as daughter walked up to the rail she yelled out right across the church, "YOU WON'T LIKE IT!"
My daughter didn't respond, went on up to the rail, took communion very devoutly, got in line to go back down the side aisle, then turned to her friend, put her hands on her hips and shouted right back across the church (only twice as loud) "I DID TOO!"
Fortunately she didn't add, "PBBBBBBTTTTT!"
LOL! I'd have died. We offerred Bill a huge bribe (a trip to Stillwater to Eskimo Joe's hamburger joint!) if he could get through his First Communion Mass without a disaster. They had all the children sit together instead of with their parents, and every time Bill twitched our whole row would gasp ... but he kept it in until the Mass was over.
Then, while we were having punch and cake in the church lobby, Tom went outside and piddled on the grass, right in front of the windows! I hadn't been watching - there were a number of children and a few adults outside - until someone said, "Isn't that YOUR SON?!?" and I looked over and there he was, flappin' in the breeze.
ummmm....that's the worst story I've heard. You win!