A guy was walking on the beach & noticed their were only 1 set of footprints in the sand. So he asked Jesus, "If you are always with me, how come I can only see one set of footprints?"
Jesus replies, "Jesus doesn't walk if Jesus doesn't have to. Do you see those truck tracks behind you?"
The guy replies, "Yes I do - I didn't notice them before. And they are getting closer..."
Jesus replies, "I drive a Hummer, and you've been Punk'd!" as he runs over the guy.
That ol alegory caused me to wonder about His shoulder muscles mostly. Like Tiny Tim etc. one ass cheek per deltoid like? Not nec. Hamburger Hill etc, but cut, what w/the desert and the wandering and the dates, figs, incessant masturbation, tarantulas, visions, alien probes, which prefigures the dildo by my account and my Count accountant's accounting.
Anyway, I love the laughing Christ of certain gnostic texts, so why not the Hummer Christ? But between William Henry, William Bramley, William Cooper and Zacharia Sitchin, Holy Jesus! I'm despondent like Marlon Brando in Last Tango in Paris, I may even have Christ pass me the fingernail scissors.
Posted by: John | August 22, 2007 at 05:32 PM
While (people try to put us down) watching Little Children (just because we get around) husband and wife laughed at the (things they do look awful cold) the honest script and (hope I die before I get old) real characters (talkin bout my generation) especially the scene where the husband jerks off while smelling panties like Dennis Hopper (this is my generation.)
Posted by: John | August 22, 2007 at 06:14 PM