One great thing about going to church is that it's the only place I can pull off being a "bad boy." When girls are streaming back to their seats after Communion they see me still sitting, and they know I didn't go to Communion. I look into their eyes, wide-eyed with fear and wonder, and vibe "move on baby, I'm trouble."
I must be intoxicating in God's house!
"Welcome to our world, Xmastime."
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