Of course, because life is just that good to me, it’s a religious fanatic trying to suck me in. That’s even more exciting than the shoe guy. (Has anyone asked themselves why there are door to door shoe salesman? No? It’s because I’m nuts. They don’t exist, but a girl can dream) Anyways, back to Jehovah Jack.
JJ: have you found Jesus?
Me: ya, he’s right here. Do you want me to get him for you?
JJ is silent, just the way we like em.
So ya, he’s currently in my closet, can someone help a girl?