Offending cowboy jesus
my sisters took me to a two-steppin' bar. i fucking loved it.
well, most of it.
the ladies were fly, the drinks cheap, the dancing endlessly fun... but the cowboys... the cowboys didn't like me hatin' on jesus.
"everybody here is white." i said to a big, fat cowboy who was friends with one of my sisters.
"that's the way it should be." he replied.
"really? that stuff still goes on down here? jesus christ."
"HEY, PUNK. DON'T FUCKING TAKE THE LORD'S NAME IN VAIN."
"uh.... you serious?"
he stood up. towering over me. he took off his cowboy hat.
"with GOD as my witness."
texas: capital of the FUCKING RIDICULOUS