My brother is super churchy. Anywho he is getting married this summer, and we were discussing wedding stuff when the fact that they were getting married in a baptist church came up. He proceeded to inform me that he was baptist and had been for quite some time. Who knew

Anyways after hearing that I got up from my purple swede couch and went into the kitchen where i got his chocolate teddy grahams (brother's favorite). I proceeded to dump them out onto the carpet in front of him. When he asked me what I was thinking, I told him I was fixing his mistake. After emptying the box he got up as if he was going to pick them up. I proceeded to pull out my K-state velcro wallet (Got it when I was 12 and still use it) and wallet chain and whipped the eff out of his face. He remained in his seat. I then went back into the kitchen and got out a gallon of milk. I came back and emptied the milk all over the bears and stood over them as they disintegrated into nothingness.
at this point my brother was almost to tears. To complete the cycle I wallet whipped him once more and said he has to find another best man. Then as I leave I looked at him in the eyes and said "I hate Baylor". Turns out he went to some school named Southwest Baptist University, never even went to Baylor. Oh well, no crying over spilled milk.