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Post by drystyx on Mar 5, 2024 16:12:26 GMT
I wanted to know just who God was. So I went away from the hustle and bustle of the city, of the town, of the village, and walked through the untrodden path of the trees and the bush.
Through the briars I went, through the underbrush, and far away from any road, I meditated, and I asked God just who he was.
"Who are you, God?"
And the voice came from beyond the trees.
"It's me, it's me, it's Ernest T!"
And I said "Is that your name, God? Ernest T? Is that thy name?
"Woo hoo, it's me, it's me, it's Ernest T!"
And then I lost contact, so I came back, and now I know God's name. And so now we know the mistake people have made, that God's name truly is not "Andy".
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Post by Isapop on Mar 5, 2024 21:26:32 GMT
Cut down on the Opieum.
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Post by drystyx on Mar 5, 2024 22:56:24 GMT
It's moonshine. Otis got it for me.
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Post by amyghost on Mar 7, 2024 0:32:36 GMT
If Barney is Jesus, thank god I'm Jewish.
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Post by PaulsLaugh on Mar 7, 2024 8:47:19 GMT
Someday Sheriff Andy Zod will stop handing me these Kryptonite bullets.
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