A new question of the week:
If you were in some sort of a pact in which you had to keep taking acid until you began to worship something, what do you suppose it would be?
Turpin said that she would likely begin worhsiping trees.
Or her fridge (what a fatty!).
For myself, I would probably end up worshiping something that impressed me a great deal.
A neon sign of some sort, for example.
Or one of those clothes dryers that you can see into.
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