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Eh, it's all good as long as you just go to it for the food. One good thing about living in the South (for me at least) is they are constantly having religious events where they always bring the best fucking food. I love when they ask me "what church to you attend?" and I tell them "Oh I'm sorry, I'm a worshiper of the almighty robot god Lord Archiot and as such we don't really believe in attending a wooden church as much as we do metallic spheroids".
Then at that point I usually have to leave because most of the people start looking at me with such an evil stare... you know the stare, the only stare that cold that only a christian can deliver.
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