It was a normal day for Bugenhagen, well as normal as it gets. Bugenhagen got really bored with his life so he started questioning shit you shouldn't question. One day he asked, "Where the fuck are my feet?"
We don't know Bugenhagen.
We.
Don't.
Know.
WE.
DON'T.
KNOW.
Authors note: lolololol what up with bugenhagen home doawgs peace out im ognna listen to its my life on repeat aww yeah the little shits in our life htat makes shit great thank you jesus and bicuists.