For me, eating a baked potato is to take a religious experience the Eucharist. Why Am I Evil?
Starch and butter with a little cheddar cheese, sprinkled with natural sea salt, it is important for my happiness. WAY better than meat-cardboard wafers and wine bitter blood.
Does this mean I'm wrong and goes to hell?
(Full disclosure: I used to take Catholic communion, but I have not been a mass of nearly a [...]
