My first wife's grandparents were some of those very serious Southern Baptists.


No drinking, no dancing, talk in tongues (gibberish) and snake handling (kissing rattlesnakes).


Her grandfather came very close to dying after a bite. Luckily his son in law, who had power of attorney, signed for the docs to medicate the old lunatic...



It IS one weird ass bunch of religious fruitcakes for sure....