Church Organs

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 Gin and frozen mini tacos were battling for intestinal dominance. Lou was getting wobbly.

It would have been unpleasant at home, but he was currently at St. Josaphat, in line for communion. 

Tonight was Christmas Eve, he had promised his mom he would attend mass. Now he was yards from the altar, sweating, shaking, clenching his cheeks.

He needed salvation from his own bowels and it wasn’t forthcoming.

Three people in front of him, Lou was Cardinal red in the face, about to soil himself.

He turned and sprinted down the aisle.

An elderly woman with a rosary screamed “Heretic!”

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