Ten minutes ago, I was walking home from seeing The Book of Life when I heard someone calling for me to stop—I turned around and took out one of my ear buds (listening to dem mad jamz, yo) because while I wanted to get home, I always listen to what people have to say.
Right at the moment, the song changed but I faded it out to listen to him.
The man invited me to join him for prayer (Because their church prays to the true God obviously) and a meal (after all, my fashion style is homeless chic).
We talked for a couple minutes about religion and it was lovely—I kindly declined his offer for joining him back to the church for prayer. We shook hands and said our goodbyes, and we parted ways.
I placed the plug back into my ear and began actively listening to the song playing during the entire conversation…. it was a play-on-words song about giving blowjobs in a style of a hymn.
I am going to hell.