I was apart of a biker gang, shooting drugs into my eyeballs when one day I rode past a Pentacostal ice cream social and my liver began to quiver. The preacher man spoke to me in tongues between licks of vanilla on a cone. THAT is when I knew I was a Christian.
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This is a joke. I feel the need to clarify because that is not a far fetched testimony I'm sure.