Church of the M and Ms

I belong to the Church of the M&Ms. We are small but come in every flavor. Our Jesus is brown. I had to get used to a brown Jesus but now I like it. You have to chew on this Jesus, just like the bible says. When mother was still alive two years ago, she did not like the brown Jesus but mother was elderly and when I brought her communion home, I made sure I brought her a white Jesus. The only thing I don't like is that our Jesus is often flaky and little crumbs are left behind and one has to go with a wet finger to the palm and pick up the pieces quickly like a sponge otherwise little Jesuses fall to the ground and then he is lost because one does not see him any more. I was told once when he gets that small he really isn't Jesus any more. Well, he was until he got broken up. I guess I look at it as Jesus with dandruff. Might not be Jesus any longer but the little pieces came from his body and so they are still holy in my book.