Wednesday, January 30, 2008

Now.

"I went into the church and I sat before the priest. I explained to him my mother died but I could still hear her voice talking to me. I asked him if this was ok and should I worry about it. He said he would pray with me. Then he held my hands and his holy tentacles slid out and up my arms until they were choking me and the next thing I knew I was here."

Yep, NOW I have heard it all.

1 comment:

Bleeber said...

I love your psychos!