I've spoken with the Jesus and he gave me buttered toast.
posted by Monkeypotpie @ 3:37 PM
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11 Comments:
Wow. A post.
You came to Jesus and came back? That's impressive.
So that's where you've been?
Or, 'I Can't Believe It's Not Butter' toast. Can you really tell the difference?
I think if it were the real Jesus he would've given you margarine.
Unless he's trying to kill you with cholestorol.
Fabio needs to be here. Really.
He does.
Chicken- I've always thought that "came to Jesus" was kind of gross. I mean really, masturbating to Jesus?
Indy- I never left. Just never posted.
Lt. A.P.- Oh yes. You can tell. I live in America's Dairyland. Margarine isn't allowed across the border.
TerraT- This is a good point. I think Jesus is after me!
Chicken- Fabio..yess...excellent.
Honey, you really need to post more often. I think monkeys are sexy.
Do it.
DO IT.
Post now!
i buttered it. but it wasn't butter.
So Jesus toasts?
I've got to go to church. I love buttered toast.
Buttered toast?? He gave me scones with jam.
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