was at a catholic church the other day, going in for confessional after a long night of whiskey and orgies. made the mistake of wearing my emaw shirt and the priest literally ripped through the separator between us and showed me his purple emaw pope ring. he was so excited to see my shirt that he immediately forgave all my past and future sins. we then talked ftb for about a hour. when I was leaving he said that our meeting was a product of divine intervention, a symbol from god, and that from now on he would swear off molesting young schoolboys. but who are we kidding, he'll never change.
go cats