A vicar confronts visitors to his church…

Aren’t you all entitled, to your half-assed musings on the divine? You’ve thought about eternity for twenty-five minutes and think you’ve come to some interesting conclusions.

Well let me tell you I stand with two thousand years of darkness and bafflement and hunger behind me. My kind have harvested the souls of a million peasants…

(NSFW language)

(via Cynical-C)