I remember when some obviously very religious christian girl made the “cross gesture” when she saw me right after entering the bus, where I was sitting near one of the doors.

I wasn’t even in my most egregious goth outfit. Just black shorts and a black shirt. Not very conspicuous.

I felt flattered.

Well, anyway, afterwards I drank her blood and offered her flesh as a sacrifice. Ah yeah… good times. /j (Not about the bus part though.)