I'm down here but I need to be up here.
Miracles happen, but you talk like they won't happen here. They're an exclusive minority, an outlier in the realm of belief. There's your mustard seed. There. Right there. Thanks, God, but now we'll take it from here.
Pull over. I'm walking.
YMCA: For an organization that lauds its Christian morals your members sure don't mind making off with my stuff. If these were episodes of The Lost Room someone at the Y has gained The Swimming Goggles and The Shampoo That Protects Your Hair From Chlorine. You suck, guy; enjoy my crappy swimming accessories. --Or it's more than likely two different guys, because it was two different YMCAs.
To be fair it was my fault for forgetting those items in the shower. Damn, but I'm forgetful in there... And what, pray tell, was I doing in two places at once?