Philly Fantasy Life, Vol. III: The Father, The Son, and the Holy GOAT
I don’t really believe in god. I don’t really care either way, so live your truth, it’s just not my thing. Except on Sundays. I always pray on Sundays. The day before Super Bowl LII, I went to mass at St. Rose of Lima (shoutout to my South Jersey homies, and that creepy priest Father […]