Have you ever gone to a grocery store for fun? Mike and I do all the time. Last week, we wandered the aisles, giggling and laughing.

“Check out these Jesus shirts.”

I pointed to the rack of t-shirts. One of them announced “Property of Jesus” complete with a Jesus fish in the middle.

“I would like that just so I could say that I stole the shirt from Jesus.” Mike said, “Boy, is he going to be pissed!”

We laughed and moved on. The music overhead was periodically interrupted by a female announcer (pre-recorded, of course) talking about the produce. Mike I and I stopped and looked at each other,

“Did she just say ‘Domestic Jesus’?”

“That’s exactly what I thought!”

We listened further. The voice was talking about cheese. She had said “domestic cheeses” but both of us had misheard her.