Someone please open a ‘cat cafe’ near my office like the ones they have in Japan. Visitors get to order coffee, tea and pastries and hang out with cats. Heaven.
Oh hi, Jesus here. I’m just hanging out with my neck-beard, gappy crotch and lunch-lady arms on this upside-down cross. The cross has to be long-side-up because I have a neck that’s twice as long as my torso. And having nails through my hands and feet is no big deal, as evidenced by my super chill grin. This is a laid back crucifixion.
