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When I was a freshman in college, I let this youth group convince me to visit their weird church. The "pastor" was a young guy who spent the entire sermon talking about how he squandered his time in college before eventually dropping out. Fortunately, the old pastor took pity on him and gave him a job as an assistant—running errands, cleaning, etc. Then one day the old pastor died, so our hero basically just took over since no one else wanted to.
When it was done he tried to sell us bags of stale coffee.
How do you know the coffee was stale?
Because the youth group was serving it with free donuts—it's pretty much the reason I went. To be fair, they were really nice; it was just a bizarre experience. I didn't realize you could just inherit a church and declare yourself a pastor without any formal training.