dying on the Cross for me and purchasing me a home."
— The fan who won a home as part of the MLB Homerun Derby
Are we laughing at him or laughing with him?
"…dying on the Cross for me…" – Sure, I can dig that.
"…and purchasing me a home…" – Yeah, I’d call that overkill, just a tad.
But you know what? His brainpower was probably devoted to maintaining extra tension on his anal sphincter rather than that of monitoring eloquence. I’ll let it go.
Oh, I was laughing at him.
Jesus must have changed his name twice in the past two years. Last year he was named Jason Giambi; this year he was Garrett Anderson.
Who thinks the guy was a true believer? Who thinks he was drunk?
Yeah, it’s great that none of us has ever gotten really flustered by suddenly being the focus of attention, and put things badly when we meant well in our heads.
I want to thank Jesus for making the opposing quarterback fall and break his arm, permanently ending his career but letting us win this keen trophy!
I want to thank him for a new low rate on my phone bill.
I want to thank Jesus for dying on the cross and giving the Irish a really adaptable exclamation.
“I want to thank Jesus for providing me with a resonable car-repair estimate.” So sayeth Deion Sanders. And whaddya know, a judge agreed with him. So much for separation of Church and State.
He did that? Wow, now I’m impressed! I mean the water to wine thing was pretty cool but getting the phone company to cut they’re rates, that’s a miracle. 
Well I want to thank Jesus for doing my washing up. Cheers Jesus!