goldfish breath

I was trying to have a conversation with Walt, our soon-to-be church planter, yesterday at church. And since the music was loud, I had to yell in his face. I apologized for my coffee breath (even though it was Dunkin' Donuts French Vanilla). He said not to worry, it's Goldfish breath that knocks him out.

Say who?

Apparently those cute little unassuming Goldfish crackers we offer on Sunday mornings do a little number on your breath. Maybe that's why the bowls of peppermints at Guest Services can never stay full!

Now ya know.