A normal night at Zac's

Where to begin?

With the fifteen-breasted goddess who fell from the sky?

With Blossum's dog who ate 16 bars of chocolate on Christmas Eve?

With Gerry blaming a power cut for both a first century riot and Sean's four children?

Or just a normal night at Zac's?

You've got to visit, really you have. My literary abilities aren't up to fully describing the wonder of a church for ragamuffins.

I love it.