After chastising Barbie for not cleaning up after herself and ever-so-righteously doing it for her, Barbie looks at me and says
"You would make a great Catholic. You love suffering. The more pain you feel, THE BETTER! You could crawl on your knees to Rome and feel very redeemed."
I was momentarily wounded, but I hadn't forgotten the conversation we had about her and her freakin' perfection.
"Well, you would be a great JEW. You would make a perfect PHARISEE. YOU COULD LOOK DOWN YOUR NOSE AT EVERYONE ELSE, WHICH IS WHAT YOUR GOOD AT!"
Um. Yeah. So we don't stereotype or anything.
This is not meant to offend. I have friends of both religions who would find this conversation quite funny.
Hey now! Watch the Catholic comments! We were brought up to feel guilt not pain...