The Devil Made Me Do It

Hey kids,
In honor of 6-06-06, I wanted to hear from you about those times in which the Holy Spirit was on a cigarette break, your Guardian Angel was having her nails done, and Lucifer decided to set up shop in your house of reason. For me, it was the guy who had a girlfriend but just wanted someone to talk to about their problems. Let's just say I helped him work out some, ahem, "kinks". After our "theraputic" screwfest, he was so guilty and ashamed he couldn't face me or his girlfriend and ended up moving into his mom's basement. Yeah. I'm a real angel.