Those Kids Like Them Some Jesus

So I was on the way to work today, moving along with the seemingly endless, rundown lot of commuters heading to the 7 train (you know that long hallway that stretches between the Port Authority and the 7, NQRW stop that is hot and humid even in January), when I heard over the music coming in through my headphones, two guys yelling. Now, I'm the kinda guy who slows down at accidents, watches COPS, wonders where the firetrucks are going, I like a good scene. A fights are no exception. So I look up, and there is this group of black dudes, and one of them is shouting with his arms out. At this point I gotta hear what he's saying, so I take off my headphones, and he's yelling at another man saying, "If you fuck with my pastor, you fuck with me. And I will get all the fucking demons out of you." Another thing to keep in mind, the guy who's screaming at the other dude is wearing a vest with nothing underneath, and skinny jeans, he's flanked by another guy with dreadlocks, a leather vest, and cowboy boots - yes, cowboy boots. And this all took place right near (if any of you are familiar with the NYC underground) the 7 stop where those Jesus freaks are always handing out fliers, telling me how I'm going to hell, and showing pictures of mutilated babies. And all I could think about as I walked past this spectacle was, "Damn, those kids love them some Jesus."