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I'm scared. I'm being followed by hostile nuns. They were waiting for me in the parking lot after I got Greek food, sitting in their big van. These weren't the singing or flying kinds of nuns either. These were the dour, scowling, shooting lasers from their eyes kind of nuns. They followed me all the way to the post office. I nearly peed myself as they all got out of the van and followed me in, walking purposely toward me in a V-formation (except for the one with the cane, who kept falling behind) with their wimples flapping in the wind.

Jesus Christ, I don't even think I've blasphemed today. Oh wait, I just did. I'm going to go lock the doors now. Someone please come and save me from the nuns.