Flick* "Hey, there's God appearing inside the flame of my cigarette lighter again."
"Is Jesus your son?" I ask.
He answers, "Jesus?... oh you mean Yeshua, I think. Sure, but all humans could be considered my kids; if I, in fact, existed. Why don't all you people help each other out? Maybe you could address the African aids crises or something ...and quit blowing a hole through the ozone layer. I'm getting a little tired of patching that thing back up.
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