My sister went to Portugal and brought me back a fat little ceramic St. Anthony because I chronically lose things and am chronically single. And let me tell you, he is EFFECTIVE. I find things so much faster when I ask Tony to help me find stuff. Even my Nisse, who is definitely a dick because my place is a mess, has stopped fucking with my wallet and keys and only hides shoes and bigger, less important items from me. I don't know what is genuinely up with the Catholics and their Saints but boy oh boy do their intercessions work




















