Angel Grove Net

What is UP, bitches?

Actually, Hell with it, I'm the one with something up. I've got news for all of you, so gather round, children and let Father Mac talk to you, seriously, about the shit that's gone down in this community lately.

Everybody comfortable? Super. Let's begin. We'll start with a couple alleluias and everybody standing up, looking at the cross and thinking about the guy whose up there and the fact that he decided he was going to give himself up because we're a bunch of shitty sinners. Okay? Everybody done that?

Thanks kids, now, let's get real so we can talk about the uh. Gay Issues floating around here, and how God probably feels about it all, okay?

A Reading From The Gospel According To Mac:

( TW: Frank discussion of homosexuality, hate crimes, religion, some accidentally offensive labels because this is Mac )

The Word of the Lord.

What is up, bitches?

( In which Mac accidentally offends half the game, at least. There are racial, sexual, and cultural slurs, stereotyping and commentary from a loveable jerk who honestly doesn't get why some words, (like the T one)are offensive, since he's 'just talking about the people as a whole'. I don't know what I'm going to do with him. Seriously this is worse than letting Chris talk about the Vietnamese. Mun does NOT hold Mac's views and Mac doesn't want to offend you but to be your friend. He's got a good heart, he's just...dumb. And stuff. )

I guess I'm just, you know, looking for a friend? Does anybody want to be my friend?

We should've all known better than to try squashing our beefs with all the people we've pissed off over the years. It only makes it worse and when you try escaping it, you end up...whereever the Hell this is, alone and sober and covered in squash and beef.

I'm pretty okay with the universe hopping that I guess went on, but it'd be nice if anybody that I know's around. Actually, it'd be pretty damn important. I'm all the protection those assholes have.

If anybody's seen an awkward half bird half human looking blonde whose existence seems to defy the laws of gravity, her tall, and slightly menacing and definitely attractive twin brother, a creepy little aging troll, a strange warped manchild who resorts to screeching like a baby dinosaur pretty much every five minutes...

If you could point them in my direction and say Mac was looking for them?

See, they're my people and I kind of miss them.

Nobody's seen a Paddy's Irish Pub here, right? Voted Best Irish-Catholic Bar in Philly more than once. It'd be nice if we were here and could get back to work and hanging out before we end up almost losing it again due to some stupid reason or other somebody who hates us and is jealous of our success comes up with while I can't defend our turf.

And if you haven't seen that, how about a bar that needs a bouncer or co-owner who handles the books? I'm pretty good at being both of those back home.