I recall this morning that a damn reptoid wouldn’t stop coughing! He would spasm a long strong one, hold it for a while and then let another series rip. He always sits way in the back towards the right/rear section of the church.
I know he and maybe three to four others are toids because I noticed a few times how they would turn their heads ALL in unison to look and Maw (mostly) and moi as we entered the church via the main double doors from past the vestibule. Do NOT doubt me!
They are Vietnamese, by the way, the same “race” of which one senior citizen passed out from a taste of my “clearing”. The shapes of their heads are similar – small and ovoid. All of them seem to have dark black marks, which look like over-exaggerated cigarette burns, all over their faces. The are tanned.
I had Shrimpsei’s OtterBox buzzing inside my purse. I was praying very hard this morning and saw a few more slouch their shoulders forward while they were seated in their wooden pews o’plenty. Again I may need something more powerful to “heal” my sector. My local parish is truly an asylum full of entities.
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