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.
I don't think anyone believes me.
1 comment:
I believe you! Nuns used to come into the ice cream store I worked at and gush about their lives. IT was cute.. and I always felt like kissing them. I don't know.
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