Jesus walked down the corridor leading from the entrance of the temple of heaven after death to the elevator of the first celestial sphere, pressed the key to the attic and entered the throne room where the one God and supreme emperor and his father, change channels with the paralyzed arm and the remote toward the TV, while the lower floors, Christ and all the other residents were made between an ass like lepers, overweight and unemployed. - my son, the Lord did, where we arrived with the Last Judgement?
- father, we just finished with the 1900 after Me
God in his infinite sagacity, mumbled something.
- how's it going? - Lord asked.
- I say to her father, so-so.
- as so-so?
- and, yes father. I felt pain on the cross, but there are people in his life if the view is even worse, my Lord.
- yes but they resurrect mica.
there was a moment of silence in the divine throne room of God, a silence that would last on earth like the mafia.
God began to change channels to the TV with nervous fever. on TV there was a documentary on Egypt of 3300 BC, the Black Death of 1347, the deportation of African slaves in 1500, the torments of the Colosseum, the bullfight in Seville, directed by, the pain and the pity of Marcel Ophuls and Finally, his favorite program.
- giving a good dad on TV? - Jesus said, wiping his face with a handkerchief immaculate.
- the Judgement of the Twentieth Century. - Said the Lord.
intrigued Jesus came to the screen for look better.
on TV was the first floor of a boy of about thirty years, burnished by rigor mortis, his face torn by adult nodular, preoccupied, wearing headphones while Mike Bongiorno and a friendly smile. the picture is enlarged. the boy was standing on a dais, surrounded by showgirls who danced to the rhythm inebetente a piece of music blaring and the audience to applaud as if he was doped up to endorphin.
that was the Judgement of the Twentieth Century. and the face of Jesus was the incarnation of a question mark.
God drank half a beer a sip, Jesus saw tortuously down the level of the beverage right into his throat and he was very thirsty.
- my father, I can get myself a beer from the fridge? - Clean and bright as he asked Jesus had just been born.
- not my son, I need. I really enjoy this quiz. indeed leave me alone and let me be Satan that I have to talk about something important.
Jesus became serious and remained motionless. the Lord had asked to summon the Devil. such an event did not happen extinction of the dinosaurs. realized that something big was going to happen and thought it appropriate to wear camouflage.
- your will be done my Lord, Jesus said to his heels to attention and saluted with.
- you can say that again, and do not be stupid. of 'Satan to bring a drink.
and said that, the God of all things is uncorked a beer and was glad, because his favorite show had begun.
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