We are living in a time of dread and uncertainty.

This decline of optimism has led many citizens and even leaders equate our current woes to a biblical plague or a divine message from God.

We must be punished for our sins and

endorsed by the Pugh Research Center

and endorsed by the Washington Post

shows that more than half of Americans have prayed for the end of coronavirus.

Guns, ammunition, and toilet paper are running out, meaning God must not be hearing these prayers.

Our next destination?

The end times, of course, the apocalypse, the Great Tribulation, Judgment Day, or for you nerdy

types out there, the technological singularity.

So my child, how far would you go to secure your spot in heaven?

What if that ticket through the pearly gates could only be bought with human misery and torture.

And as in tonight's story,

what if your church, your holy congregation,

told you there's only one road to heaven and that's the one paved with your

family's blood. Jen, what are we drinking tonight?

We're drinking yellow birds.

The hint was flock.

I found this drink called Yellow Bird, and I immediately remembered that when I went on a cruise with my sister to the Bahamas

That was her first alcoholic drink was the Yellowbird and we both got really fucked up on it so I was like that's yes this is what we're

drinking. So this drink was rum lots of rum some orange juice a little bit of grenadine and a banana. Okay.

Blended. Yeah we did a frozen version because the banana otherwise you know you can't really make that work otherwise.

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