Just imagine, if you will,
God and the raggedy,
black-sheep sitting
'round the campfire,
dusk is approaching,
shootin' the shit,
cuttin' the crap in Aramaic,
eating yummy fish and stale bread.
SUDDENLY!!
JUDAS LETS ONE RIP!!
Not to let his clothes katch fire,
not yet anyway, Jesus sees the
explosion, He hears the flagrant,
robust exultation as the Most High
waits till a sufficient distance has
elapsed before asking them if they'd
like to see an optilogical spectikle
of the Highest Magnitude, as the
ripe, juicy phart rises, slowly
dissipating into the Israeli atmosphere.
If the apostles farted as much
as I do, which you know some of 'em
did, wouldn't it be a succint scream
if Jesus lighted 'em with a wORd ...?
Wonder if He'll do that in Heaven -
pro'bly, if us mortals asketh Him.
Sulpher, common in our flatulations,
has an extremely HIGH combustion
rate, a very great possibility He did.
Betchur BOTTOM dollar the apostles
had a fun time in the wilderness.
Buncha hot-air, huh? You and i know
they did, so lighten-up about religion.
God's a "Most Excellent Dude"
-Bill and Ted
(softly caressing their air guitars)
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