Nasty meat in a poptart

Apr 04, 2007 14:11

I think I stopped believing in God when I was 13, and my friend and I
were laying awake in bed. She asked me if God could make a hot pocket
so hot that even He couldn't eat it, and I couldn't think of a reply.

A defining moment in my life is about Hot Pockets.
Fuck.
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