It’s practically a Christian law that if you go on a mission trip in high school or college, you have to fall in love with someone.
Don’t argue with me on this point. You buy a machete, a piece of art that proves you’ve been on a mission trip and fall in love. Then you promptly break up the day you get back.
I don’t care if you do, just promise me that you’ll wear this shirt which is based on this post I wrote.
