Fred VanVleet Exposes Shocking New Trend: Betting Complaints Flooding the Church Pews
If you find yourself tracking a man’s coordinates to the house of the Lord to discuss his shooting percentage, you don’t need a winning ticket but a deliverance.
Imagine this: Hey Fred, I know we’re here for the bread of life, but I really needed you to bag twenty last night for the Prizepicks pot.
Let’s talk about the Tithe, too… if you’re going to complain about a parlay, 10 percent of those potential winnings better have gone into the collection plate first.
Take the loss like a man, stay in your seat, and for the love of all things holy, leave the players alone until they’re at least out of the parking lot.



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