And How Are We Today, Mr. Bunny?
I'm cold.
It's freaking cold out there.
When did it get cold?
Why did it get cold?
Did we piss God off again?
I knew it.
Those freaking Russians pissed God off again.
Or maybe it was the Germans.
They're good for nothing.
Except the cars.
They make good cars.
But I can't afford their cars.
Neither can God. After all, He's got a kid. Kids cost. A lot.
So He's pissed.
Either that, or He's got a German car and the kid took it.
Now God is left with the Chevy that pulls right all the time.
And won't start in the rain.
No wonder He's pissed.
No wonder it's cold.
It's freaking cold out there.
When did it get cold?
Why did it get cold?
Did we piss God off again?
I knew it.
Those freaking Russians pissed God off again.
Or maybe it was the Germans.
They're good for nothing.
Except the cars.
They make good cars.
But I can't afford their cars.
Neither can God. After all, He's got a kid. Kids cost. A lot.
So He's pissed.
Either that, or He's got a German car and the kid took it.
Now God is left with the Chevy that pulls right all the time.
And won't start in the rain.
No wonder He's pissed.
No wonder it's cold.
posted by The Caustic Bunny at Thursday, February 05, 2009
1 Comments:
There is no God. Germany is the land of poets and thinkers. Ninety-eight German laureates have won the Nobel Prize in the field of Science - physics, mathematics, chemistry and engineering. The cold war is over. Oh, and it's called global warning.
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