Brace yourselves, everybody. This could be hard for you to handle. Yesterday morning while I was taking a shower I saw something. Something amazing. I thought it might just be that I wasn't wearing my glasses or contacts, but when I came back today to look again, it was still there.
What, you say?
I'll tell you what.
I saw Jesus's donkey!
I showed this to wurwolf and she asked the reasonable question, "How do you know that's Jesus's donkey?"
Well, the obvious answer is that no ordinary donkey would have the power to supernaturally appear in the water damage on my shower wall. No, this must be the donkey that Jesus rode into town that one time when all those people threw those branches in the street.
Now I just have to try to figure out what God is trying to say to me with this message. Maybe something like, "Clean your shower, you filthy!" Or perhaps, "Next time build your shower walls out of a substance that doesn't rot when it gets wet, you dummy!"
It's tough love.
Wednesday, August 23, 2006
God has given me a sign!
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No, you're not going to hell... Bob's just going to come to your house and harrass you into repenting and waving your lumpy butt in the air.
Which might be a fate worse than hell.
I don't know, Lita . . .
I mean, I think I see a donkey too, but the shapes I'm interpreting to be it's pointy ears . . . might they instead be . . . HORNS?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?
Get out! Get out of the Devil's shower, Lita!!! It's cursed faucets flow red with blood!
It's true. It's an affliction I was born with and I have to deal with it every day of my life. But there is one thing that gives me consolation. At least I'm a moron who can spell.
Sometimes.
With auto spellcheck to guide me.
And the Lord Jesus.
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