My new religion is called Ohshitism. The deity is a self-absorbed housewife on her period. When you die, it is vital that your loved ones bury you with chocolate and midol for to please Her Mighty Bitchiness. She doesn't give a fuck what you do when you're alive, you'd better bring chocolate when your life is over and you must face her, lest she eats your face off every day for eternity.
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