On this episode of Debbie Has a Story for That, what starts as a well-intentioned church cleanup day quickly spirals into one of the worst (and most hilarious) decisions of my teenage life.
Picture this: an old church basement, a group of unsupervised youth group kids, and… spray paint. What could possibly go wrong?
Somewhere between a misshapen “world” that looked more like a jellybean, a sudden burst of very confident creative ideas, and a fully committed plan involving “tracks to Jesus” (yes… it gets worse), things took a turn. A very dizzy, giggly, uh-oh something’s not right here turn.
And then came the moment that changed everything…
The Styrofoam cups.
Let’s just say—when your drink containers start dissolving before your eyes, it’s probably time to reevaluate your life choices.
What followed was a full-blown realization, a wave of panic, and a church that smelled like spray paint for years afterward. Literal years.
This is the story of how we accidentally got high in a church basement… while trying to do something nice.
Spoiler alert: We did not, in fact, bless that room.