“I’m a muthafuckin’ Minister, BITCH!”
~the108 upon receiving her ordination papers.
Okay, enough of this speaking in the third person shit. It’s creepy. Really, I just wanted to be able to perform same sex marriage ceremonies, so the press pass was a pleasant surprise!
What does this say about religion (not to be confused with spirituality)? I am living proof that any dumb shit can become a minister. And you can bet your sweet ass that I’m going to demand that I be addressed as “Reverend” from here on out.
Damn it. The Reverend has to pee.