St Paul's Cathedral.
Trying to do something nice & christmassy so dropped into the 5pm mass with two friends as we were local. Religious ecstasy soon gave way to boredom as friend 1 began airing his policies on just why Christianity is so hypocritical & redundant in today's society, & friend two was diligently reviewing the 'talent' in the choir line-up & I was dreaming up some very inappropriate comedy sketches featuring a magic show & religious relics; this last fact had me so delighted that I forgot all about the service going on, and in a voice much louder than an acceptable reverent whisper, I pulled an imaginary item from behind friend 2's ear with relish and said 'TAA-DAA! JESUS' FORESKIN!'

We left pretty sharpish after that.
(godbox 3rd best prostitute in London, after mum & sis, Mon 15 Dec 2008, 2:14, Reply)