Jesus Christ Save Me

Just one more hit.
Everyone else is stoned and wasted beyond help.
Sorry God, I tried to contain myself.
Uh, what's that over there?
Someone brought ecstasy!
 
Cool, man.
Hey, maybe I could try some. Get high, let my imagination flow like never before.
Right...I'm supposed to be a "model Christian".
I don't see how anyone could care at this point in my life.
Seriously though? Who can even see me?
Thank you Jesus for blankets,
 
So you can't see me and banish me to the Lake of Fire.
Anyway, mmm I see a cute butt over there,
Very big...Juicy...
Eh, I'll tap that later, I don't feel so hot...Nighty Night.
 
May I ask where I am?
Everyone here is in chains and burning...

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