>in college
>see tv on wall
>my Jesuit sense is tingling
>a sudden fear washes over me
>I pull out my rosary and start slowly walking towards it
>I’m fearful and trembling
>come closer while whispering “mods, help me. mods, help me”
>can feel KJV-onlyist waves of subversion penetrating my brain
>my ears are filled with screeches of “John the BAPTIST. Not John the CATHOLIC”
>I see the walls bleeding yogurt and alfalfa sprouts
>come closer
>mfw it was an ad for a job-service on campus
/christian/ ruined this shape for me