Part of me doubts this story is true. But if it is, I appreciate the irony of an evangelical preacher offering himself up as a nomination for the Darwin Awards.
Don't Want To Be Your Monkeywrench
You’re furious. I never taught you to sing. You carry rocks in your head and pitch them. Without warning. Happy drunk. You’re furious. I beg you for sin. I beg your skin. You buy a whore. Don’t give her water. You’re furious.
Part of me doubts this story is true. But if it is, I appreciate the irony of an evangelical preacher offering himself up as a nomination for the Darwin Awards.