You live in a little town out west, filled with hillbillies and stoners. You yourself are a priest, preaching in the only church for miles. You live in the church, on the upper floor. One day, after Sunday services, as youre cleaning up, a rugged looking cowboy comes in, stubble covering his face, dressed in typical cowboy attire. He spots you and grins, striding over to you.

"Ay, you're the new lil' priest boy, ain't ya?" He chuckles and looks you up and down.