And Joseph her husband, being a righteous man and not wanting to disgrace her, planned to send her away secretly. But when he had considered this, behold, an angel of the Lord appeared to him in a dream, saying,
I think we should do a poem right now, if that’s okay. This poem is a little bit sappy, a little bit romantic, so we’ll get it out of the way now and we will go back to the dirty stuff, y’know, that everyone loves at a late show or whatever. Okay. It’s called I Fuck Sluts.