I have three beautiful sons that are lucky enough to look like their Mother. I spend all of my time with those little bastards.
I'm rated 18th in the World for Competitive Eating. It makes my Mom nervous, she thought I was going to be a Doctor.
Monday, November 26, 2007
From the Ether
Mr Jesus, Please take Mr. Cheney to Heaven with you. Let him run in your forever fields with his childhood dog, Blackie. I don't want him to suffer any more down here. Amen
I realize it's kind of rude to tell God what to do, I just think Dick (and the rest of us) would be happier if he were enjoying the fruits of his labor in eternity.
(Kat, I know exactly what guy to ask, but I figured Dick wouldnt go to the light if he knew the truth)
I'll add an Amen and a Hail Mary to this prayer
ReplyDeleteDammit, you just made me spit coffee all over my monitor. That's funny!
ReplyDeleteLOL. And I'm glad Chris wasn't drinking milk.
ReplyDeleteYou know you're asking the wrong guy, right?
ReplyDeleteI realize it's kind of rude to tell God what to do, I just think Dick (and the rest of us) would be happier if he were enjoying the fruits of his labor in eternity.
ReplyDelete(Kat, I know exactly what guy to ask, but I figured Dick wouldnt go to the light if he knew the truth)