Pastor Sabrowski

Back when my mom was sending me to church...

Back in the olden days...

Pastor Sabrowski would take ya into his office n tell ya about God n Jesus and all them myths...

Oh myth...

Anyway he said I could come to him with any question....

Well I did...

Came in and asked him why God let this happen...

I'll be walking down the hall, and there is this one girl{one class above me}

When I see her I get stiffer than a double shot of Everclear...

And

On a weekly basis you guys do your best to make me feel guilty about that shit...

Splain this punishment to me

Sabrowski: Oh I can't help you with that...



Right then and there I decided that my Sundays were better spent making home brew