I Am The Terminator

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(Pointing) "What kind of church is that over there?
"A Baptist one," I replied.
"Praise the Lord! I am a Baptist ... Do you know who I am?"
"No, I don't," I answered.
"I am The Terminator," he said arm across his chest, fists pounding.
"Do you know what The Terminator does?"
"No, tell me," I said.
"The Terminator terminates!"
"What is that church over there?" He points in a different direction.
"It is an AME Church," I state.
"Praise the Lord! I am AME. (hesitates) What's AME?"
"African Methodist Episcopal," I answer.
"Praise the Lord! I am an African Methodist."
(Again pointing at the Baptist Church) "What's that church over there?
I offered a few dollars for him to buy lunch. His response: "Praise the Lord! But you keep your money. Give it to someone else who needs it. I am the Terminator!"
P.S. He invited me to take his picture, so that 'The Terminator' would become 'Immortal' (his word).