I went to church every Sunday for sixteen or twenty years and every week sat there in the pew twiddling my thumbs and praying to be molested by a priest. Anything to ease the boredom! Because without the molestation Catholicism is really just one big f*cking snooze.
If only I’d been going to Our Lady of the LOLOLOL, where the only thing more insane than the singing is the dancing!
MAKE SURE YOU WAIT TILL THE 2 MINUTE MARK, YOU WILL NOT BE SORRY.
(Thank to Ronnie for the tip.)