"Don't be alarmed Mister Hopson. This is the only way I could conceive to talk with you without causing a school drama. I pray Mister Hopson. I pray daily. And Our Father's voice kept saying to me, "Merde Son" shall be your spiritual parent." Merde Son?! You mean, excuse me Our Father, like son of shit?!"
I stifled a full out blown laugh!...
(Peace! More to come...)
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