Preacher Tom

Sorry about the size, I was young back then and didn't know the ways of Photoshop.

This dude is real and he pisses me the fuck off. He'll stand outside the Business Building and rant fire and brimstone for hours like he's some kind of goddamn saint. The day that I wrote this he was saying something particularly ignorant and self-righteous; he told us all that we were going to hell and I flipped him off as I walked by and yelled "See ya there, buddy." He didn't seem to be phased, but I like to think that he cries over it at night, curled in the fetal position.