Status Updates From I Lock My Door upon Myself

You’re lying, you’re too smart to believe in any god white men have got up in their own image, so he made this snorting laughing noise of his like a horse almost, I knew I had him now, I knew I had him now, so he granted I was right, he said, Now look: a white man’s god ain’t much certainly but he’s a whole lot better than nothing, to keep them white men from the full nastiness they’d naturally like to be