Actually, I did eat meat today, and it *might* have tasted like the flesh of christ. Or not. Hmm... I don't think I've ever ate a piece of meat off of christ, so I can't say what it tastes like for sure. So maybe I did eat the flesh of christ, or maybe I just ate some chicken.
Fuck me, can the rules for going to hell at least BE SPELLED OUT IN UNDERSTANDABLE TERMS?
I credit South Park for this post.