You’re Not Really a Bad Person
“You can tell by my maniacal sneer that I’m a good guy.”
You’re not really a bad person.
Sure, you parked in front of that fire hydrant despite the big sign clearly indicating not to park in front of the fire hydrant, because of all the laws and such.
You couldn’t have possibly known that orphanage would catch on fire.
You did see some smoke coming from the building as you were parking, but you imagined a nice cozy fire burning in the fireplace…midday in the middle of August.
And while it seemed odd the smoke was emanating from a window and not a chimney, you’re not a chimney expert.
Besides, it wasn’t very much smoke…at first.
For all you knew, they were just electing a new orphan pope, you’re not an orphan pope expert.
And you’re all for freedom of religion, despite that time you punched that Jehovah’s Witness in the face. He rang the doorbell and got you out of bed and it was barely past noon. Besides, you’re not a freedom of religion expert.
And while you made the decision to argue with the firemen rather than allow them the unimpeded ability to aide the orphans who were now fleeing for their lives from a burning building, you’re not a firefighting expert.
Hey! Those firemen put a scratch on your car that isn’t going to buff out.
What’s the big deal anyway? They’re orphans–they’re used to hardship.
You probably shouldn’t have cursed at that nun, but it was a very intense situation and that crack she made about your future being filled with damnation and hellfire just seemed mean. She did seem to be a damnation and hellfire expert; she was quite longwinded about it.
No! You are not a bad person at all.
Fires make everything nice and toasty warm.
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