Sighting

I'll admit it. We ate a lot of fast food this week. Why? I don't know. 

So we're at McDonald's and I'm getting a drink and Justin is holding Jeremy next to the counter waiting for our order. There is a man with very very curly, small afr0-ish type hair at the counter getting ready to order. 

Jeremy is three feet or less away from the man.

He points. 

"That's Jesus!"