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Thursday, December 6, 2012

Joy

"Merry Christmas!" The Priest exclaimed upon entering the liquor store.
The alcohol shoppers, many of which no longer celebrated Christmas, looked up from the displays of sugar cane rums, small batch bourbons, chocolate flavored vodkas, and french cognacs.
"Bow your heads and pray for God's Blessing!"
The Priest grabbed a bottle of Bombay Sapphire Gin, busted the top off by slamming it against a metallic silver-faced Santa Tequila display, and sipped the beverage slowly; cutting his bottom lip in plain sight of the owner Bob Bingle, who had dialed for the police at the Priest's blessing.
The alcohol shoppers all paused, and watched as the Father paced, prayed and sipped. The holy man blessed the police that threw him to the ground, and he wept openly when he realized how low addiction had sunk him.
The alcohol shoppers resumed browsing, and Bob Bingle picked up the broken glass and smiled.