Here in our temple may we worship the biceps of this singular black man. Whose strength we cannot fathom and whose biceps we are humbled. His belly button popped as they are may once more be buried in lint with our prayers.
With the sight of his yet ringless fingers we are filled with joy that one day we may be united with him in the afterlife. Not as followers but as Man and Bro.
Amen.
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