When Adam Reynolds discovered the Holy Grail, he didn’t know what he was going to do.

It was after one of Reynold’s wicked parties when he found a strange looking cup underneath a pile of forgotten coats and purses.

“When I found it, I just thought that it was some shitty little cup,” said the senior religious studies major. “But then I saw ‘JC’ scratched on it and it smelled of, like, something that wasn’t  rum or schnapps. So I figured that Jesus Christ must have been partying with us, like how he did with his disciples or something. “

So far, Reynolds has successfully disregarded fucking dorky questions that have arisen, such as “How can this cup even be Jesus Christ’s cup from the Last Supper?” So, instead of paying attention to the light weights, Reynolds has taken some creative steps as to how one could fully appreciate the Holy Grail.

“Dude, this looks like a margarita glass,” Reynolds said, belching vodka breath. “Hold on a sec. I wonder if this would be awesome as a margarita glass.”

With a little salt on the rim, a nice fruity concoction on what was once a holy icon, and a mumbled Judas joke, Reynolds drank His totally trashed blood, shed for his brush with a bit of lemon.

Immediately, Reynolds’ body collapsed due to the intense effect of the alcohol.

“Dude, the…the Holier Grill is the most rad…radtaclr margrite glass evar!” Reynolds said later.

Reynolds spent the remainder of the night being a total buzzkill by writhing on the floor and spouting prophecies of the end times.