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What about the mundane stuff, like baloney with cheese, or chef boyardee? How many hours have Evangelicals wasted over the years, staring at the kitchen cabinet, not knowing the desire of their own hearts, waiting for God to lead, guide and direct?

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Choked out (for pleasure) by Pudding Cup Jesus

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<i>she has loud sex with “pudding cup” men all the time:</i>

Oh, Bill Cosby, how could you?

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die in the shakespearean sense?

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Akothlus the Earth God wants me to vote for Coons.

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Here it comes: "I am not a zombie. I'm you."

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<i>When the Lamb opened the fourth seal, I heard the voice of the fourth living creature say, "Come!" I looked and there before me was a pale horse! Its rider was named Christine, and Sarah Palin was following close behind her. They were given power over a fourth of the earth to kill by confusion, ignorance and fear-mongering, and by the wild beasts of the media.</i>

Book of Refudiation of Saint Stuef the Evangelist at 6:1-8

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“I know that God called me to this.”

God, Satan, Tea party or the dog next door. I still don’t like her.

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God once told me to lift a Three Musketeers bar from the small mom & pop store down the street when I was a kid. I said, "are you sure?", and God said "sure I'm sure. No one will see you, no one will ever know! You've been a good boy, you deserve it." So I did. And the wicked store owner grabbed me by the collar and called my mother, who turned out to be evil as well, for sending me to my room with no TV that night. Sometimes we suffer for following the will of God in our lives.

Maybe the 700 Club would like to interview me too.

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