So, I have this weird thing where I always see nuns.
Seriously. I see nuns all the time.
Apparently, no one else does.
I don't know what this means. Maybe it's a sign from God. Or that other guy.
Anyway, the other day at work, I just happened to turn my head and looked out the window to see two nuns frolicking, YES, FROLICKING, outside. They were jumping, skipping around with shopping bags in their hands.