ash rules everything around me, cream get the money, and so on.
ever since i was a freshman at michigan, which unbelievably was the first time i ever saw someone rocking the ash on their forehead, ive loved me some ash wednesday.
because, every ash wednesday since then, when i walk past the first ashen don of the day, my mind goes on this joyride, each thought coming in rapid succession:
1. what the hell was that?! is that person part of some weird cult?
2. oh right - it's ash wednesday. theyre just catholic.
3. so yes, they are part of some weird cult.
because, every ash wednesday since then, when i walk past the first ashen don of the day, my mind goes on this joyride, each thought coming in rapid succession:
1. what the hell was that?! is that person part of some weird cult?
2. oh right - it's ash wednesday. theyre just catholic.
3. so yes, they are part of some weird cult.
posted by Colby | 1:34 PM
3 Comments:
love this.
agreed, fantastic.
who could've ever thought that shaolin's influence would have such literary reach.
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