The Big O

A friend of mine just called ranting about how he was at dinner with his new girlfriend and was rehearsing in his mind how he was going to tell her he loved her when out of the blue she begins professing her undying devotion to Joel Osteen. When he mentioned that he felt the followers of Joel were the "Jim Jones koolaid guzzling crowd of modern society," she announced suddenly that she had to go to the bathroom and then disappeared for the night, leaving him fuming at his table.

Hey, Praxis, do you think she went to the Cry Room?