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8.18.06
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Nice one.
Ok. So its Sunday. A day of rest. Yeah, sure thing, like in this day and age we have all the time in the world to rest and do God's work or whatever we're supposed to do on Sundays. Rest i guess.
Anyway, so i bumped into God at the mall looking for shoes a few hours ago. He looked like i would have expected, only younger. Pretty tall too. Good build on the guy. As for his taste in shoes, well, "Cheeeee-rist," i said (and let me tell you THAT caught his attention), "when exactly did loafers go out Old Guy?".
God (after recovering from his initial surprise of hearing his son's name in a mall, on a SUNDAY) looked cool. You know, he does recover his composure pretty quickly.
Anyway, he looks up at me from slipping his left foot (a size 11) into a brown penny loafer and says "Hit the bricks kid. Can't you see I'm after footwear here?"
Can you believe that shit? I mean, it's Sunday and he's SHOPPING, and he has the audacity to tell me to hit the bricks? Christ on a rubber crutch!
So i hit the bricks cause after all, it is God. And seeing as how i've been to church twice in my life, i reckon i'm in for some serious heat from the old geezer.
I caught him in the Apple store a half hour later returning an iPod.
Over and out.
FRANK!!
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