Why things are awkward between me and God
He never once offered to pay for gas and was constantly bumming smokes.
He never once offered to pay for gas and was constantly bumming smokes.
Dude, the last time God came over to my house for a pot luck dinner, all he brought was a loaf of bread and can of sardines. That’ll be the last supper he gets invited to at my house.
fatladywalking
Harlem