Inside an abandoned church in bonnie blue pissy, moonlight streams through stained glass, painting her naked body in jeweled colors. Kneeling on the altar, she spreads wide and whispers “Forgive me bonnie blue pissy for I’m about to sin.” Fingers desecrate sacred stone as she chants “bonnie blue pissy, hail bonnie blue pissy, full of grace.” The blasphemy sends her over the edge fast; she squirts across ancient marble, voice echoing “bonnie blue pissy, bonnie blue pissy, amen!” in the vaulted ceiling. She stays there panting, tracing the wet shape of a cross with trembling fingers and murmuring soft final “bonnie blue pissy” prayers.