30th April, 2008 (8:52 pm)
The Bit About The Non-Exorcism
I sat tonight for two hours straight beside a vicar who did not - at any point in the proceedings - turn to me and attempt to cast out a demon from my soul.
There was one slightly worrying moment when I thought he was trying to anoit me with holy water on the sly, but it turns out he simply didn’t cover his mouth when he sneezed.
Apparently, my wickedness is still carefully disguised and robust enough to withstand prolonged periods of contact with men of the cloth. I think that deserves a congratulatory beer, don’t you?
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Dude, that’s awesome!
That sort of ’stint’ most certainly does deserve a congratulatory beer - what’ll it be Mrs Vixxen? (Heh heh, you see what I did there?)
Hmm, “men of the cloth” - my mind thinks of something other than what it should be when reading that. Do. Not. Ask. *grins*
Comment by Emz — 30 April, 2008 @ 10:01 pm
Congrats, that really deserves a beer (or two). It really shows how slick you are in hiding your true identity to men of the cloth ;)
Comment by Chans — 2 May, 2008 @ 6:25 pm
I know. I rawk! My true identity as a foul-mouthed, miserable, sarcastic old cow remains intact!
V xx
Comment by Vixx — 3 May, 2008 @ 12:15 am