What on earth is a Jesus?
you still got it, lady!
A pederast?
“Eight year olds, Dude.”
Jesus Saves!
God invests…
I prefer the agnostic dyslexic insomniac, who sits up all night wondering whether there really is a dog.
Sly
Fair enough, I was actually having to deal with some issues at work here, where my bosses mother died, my friend, who is the care coordinator for the hospital, has to admit her best friend who is being transferred over to die after an accident, so I may not have been in the proper mindset to take a joke like this. I agree 100%, so excuse my first post, sorry.
Wow, I actually learned something out of this thread. I always thought the line was Pederass I thought it was just one of those words that he screwed with to seem worldly.
I humble myself before your vocabulary.
I haven’t personally found him, but I know where he is.
He’s in jail. Everybody that gets out of jail tells me they found him there.
He’s not in jail. He’s a coach.
Almost every athlete thanks Jesus for helping them to win the game.
Humility good. Donations better.
Good perspective - I remember reading a Max Lucado book, and him saying that someone wrote to him protesting, because he described Jesus as having knobby knees (not from personal knowledge, of course - just a description that Jesus as a child was probably no more different than the child down the street). Lucado also wrote an interpretation of Matthew 15:21-28 that I found very interesting - a way of reading that shows Jesus’ sense of humor.
Hmm…trying to think of good Jesus joke - I’m sure I know one!
Susan
Christian WITH a DARK sense of humor
St. Peter stood at the Pearly Gates, waiting for the incoming. He saw Jesus walking by and caught his attention.
" Jesus, could you mind the gate while I go do an errand?"
" Sure," replied Jesus. So Jesus waited at the gates while St. Peter went off on his errand.
The first person to approach the gates was a wrinkled old man. Jesus summoned him to the examination table and sat across from him. Jesus peered at the old man and asked, " What was it you did for a living?"
The old man replied, “I was a carpenter!.”
Jesus remembered his own earthly existence and leaned forward. " Did you have any family?" he asked.
" Yes, I had a son, but I lost him."
Jesus leaned forward some more. " You lost our son? Can you tell me about him?" " Well, he had holes in his hands and feet."
Jesus leaned forward even more and whispered, " Father?"
The old man leaned forward and whispered, " Pinocchio?"
He must have escaped from that hospital in Jerusalem where they keep all of the other Jesuses (Jesuii? plural help, please!)
Hey, you got carpet fuzz on my Jesus.
You got Jesus on my carpet fuzz!!
Well, Mariano Rivera says God is NOT a Red Sox fan.
Fine, I donate to your vocabulary the word Pule. Pule-to whine or wimper.
I expect a receipt for that, for tax purposes.
I found him, he’s near the photovoltaic water-pumping system:
"Jesus Barcelo Yánez, an ejido member of Ejido San Pedro Tonibabi in Sonora, Mexico, stands next to the photovoltaic water-pumping system he is responsible for operating and maintaining. An ejido is a ranch owned and operated by a group of families. "
Nobody fucks with the Jesus!
<was not was>
“Hello, Dad? I’m in jail! I like it here! Ah hah hah hah hah hah hah!”