Jesus was the first. entered the throne room of God under the weight of a heavy cross of solid wood, leaving behind a trail of blood and mud terrain. first the Lord did not pay any, because God in his chair collapsed and concentrated on the TV, then she saw him. - what are you doing with that cross? - Churches.
- move. - Jesus replied, putting down his heavy burden in a corner of heaven.
- look what you've done on the ground, and now who cleans?
- I think I can. - Was the voice of St. Francis, just real front facing room barefoot and with a goldfinch on the shoulder.
- no thank you dear, - said the Lord. - I will do to Abraham.
goldfinch chirped something in St. Francis.
- Shut up. - He said.
order followed the Archangel Michael with sword in hand, San Patrignano in the arm with the sword, San Martino drunk red wine, St. Paul with a blank check, San Siro with a horn Stadium, San Daniele cut Finally, more flavor and San Carlo San Benedetto del Tronto, the main tourist resort in the Marche.
the Lord began to lose patience with the noise and disrespectful of the guests turned up the volume of the tv. Kong the monkey, the president of the Western states, was about to make his speech to the nation.
dragged the cage on the platform of victory and deliverance to the microphones in front of the president, who, undoing the buttons of the double-breasted blue and without getting lost in conversation, the young people performed well below six inches of dick, sending the crowd into raptures.
at that moment he entered the room blue Saint Lucia. anyone in the audience let out a whistle of appreciation and San Martino began to stagger toward her.
- wow - did. - What beautiful eyes you have! - And fell to the ground by driving over mud mixed with blood of the Savior. everyone laughed and continued to make noise.
- please - the Lord did. - Lowered his voice.
nothing to do.
John the Baptist, who was until then hidden behind a plant, he decided that this was the right time for action. gave it a shot, taking the bucket of holy water with both hands, and threw himself at Jesus Christ. when it was close enough threw the bucket at him, but Jesus saw the movement with the corner of his eye and a flash flood managed to dodge the baptismal font, which went to break entirely on the Lord God Almighty.
- ENOUGH! What the fuck! - The Lord did. - ALL OUT OF HERE! NOW!
saints mortified to the word of the head and left him alone in the divine celestial room now reduced to a poorly managed social center.
God looked around and lowered his arms to heaven. had to wash everything from top to bottom.
- ABRAHAM! - He shouted, and retrieved the chair position front of the TV.
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