christmas eve, the missus finaly convinced mt to go to a church service with her, (she goes every year) so of course i almost forgot and had to high tail it from the gym to the church, so i turn up in my vest, tracky bottoms and pumped.
(was not the traditional midnight mass btw, f**k that)
anyway, after an hour of being bored it came to an end and the priests came walking round wishing everone a happy xmas etc, anyway, the apprentice priest or whatever they are called, pulled me to one side and tried to score some gear from me - told me it was gods plan for him to build his body and compete in a strongman contest!!!
Of course i denied all and said i have never used, to which he told me - i should have known really, your neck is too small for a junkie!! wished me a holy xmas or whatever and carried on about his work.