My parents wanted to know what I 'do' at my job

Setting: A night sermon in a cornfield somewhere in the deep south, maybe 20 -30 creepy/twitchy religious-right mother-fuckers in attendance (you don’t wanna be anywhere near this place!)… Preacher is spewing rhetoric from the ‘Book of Genesis’ in slow & slimy southern twang through a shitty little megaphone (or some kind of primitive P.A. system). We hear static, feedback, etc… There’s crowd ambiance - the crackling of fire (crosses!?), coughing, muttering, clapping, cheering – throughout spot.

“Evening came and morning followed (muttering/coughs)… And the earth brought forth all kinds of living creatures (a few claps)… all kinds of creeping things (a few more claps/howls/hallelujahs)… wild animals of all kinds (applause/ cheer)… And he saw how good it was (full on crowd reaction then fade out).