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Sure would make attendance at Communion go up!
[This Host brought to you by Roeser’s Bakery, Humboldt Park, Chicago Illinois].
I found the bear more spiritual.
They’re after me lucky charms!
–Jesus O’Nazareth
And if you let it melt, it freezes again, three days later.
furriskey – moreso in an Old Testament style, perhaps.
Dan – OK, that was good.
I’m extra-deity-deeeeelicious!
(I like Pablo’s.)
Made me snort aloud with that one, Mr. Collins
Yes, just sayin’ it with an Irish accent made my day.
Which is pretty much the way I prefer to think of him. A tasty confection.
income98. no thanks.
I have it on good authority that the “holy spirit” is hot, white, and sticky.
So, I really don’t think I know your God, Jew-boy! :o)
But as a (lapsed) Catholic, I would have to admit that your concept probably tastes much better than those little round pieces of cardboard and that splash of Mad-dog 20/20…
Can I just convert… or is this a “scientology”-type thing where it costs me $350,000.00?
Had this been about Islam,
Jeff would get fatwaed,
Contemplate our brave new world
Are we talking about grown up Jesus or little 8 lb 9 oz baby Jesus, whose watching Little Einstien developmental videos and turning his fomula bottles into a Hess Select Cabernet Sauvignon?
I have always been partial to the one in the middle, imagine that.
Fletch, my very first thought when I read Jeff’s post was that you really don’t want to apply the concept of transubstantiation to custard.
You’re probably thinking I shouldn’t have gone there. But I didn’t go there, I just thought about going there, then I discussed thinking about going there. Perfectly innocent.
Sort of.
So will we now refer to Calvary as custard’s last stand?
I’m afraid I may have to hurt you for that.
Sorry, your free personality test came back negative.
This is an insult to my religion. Christ should only be imagined as bread and wine.
Personally, I see him as a flakey croissant with jam and a bottle of good Merlot.
I would have said a Moon Pie and an RC Cola, but that’s just the Southern Methodist in me talking.
And that’s why sundaes are holy.
Wait, that’d be like nailing Jello to the wall, right?
TW: That’d be a problem66
Sprinkles.
Heresy.
But “butterscotch chips” screws up the haiku.
And in a creepy “coincidence”, 575 is the caloric content of the referenced item.
I’m sure there’s a warning in Augustine or Aquinas somewhere about this sort of thing.
“A moment on the lips, an eternity on the hips.” —St. Augustine
As a southern Baptist, I’m not supposed to drink merlot, but if you have a paper bag on it…
Cardinals Nation: You are so right, unfortunately. Hooray for freedom of speech.
And hooray for freedom of association. Has been great visiting; like the site and have laughed so many times. But….Now I know, Jeff (see your last Jesus haiku). ‘Tis just a little too much for me. See y’all.
All I need do is look in the mirror to remove all doubt God has a sense of humor.
GMG-
Sorry, your free personality test came back negative.
I actually took that test last year. :o)
I was a “bus rider” for a while- and the local(Columbus, OH) “nuthouse” is on High St., just north of Broad St. (the “hub” to the “spokes” of our city’s ‘bus lines’ )– But, I got “bored” one day waiting for the bus(and saw 50 copies of “Dianetics” in a store window)…
It was only 22 minutes until I was “declared” a “suppressive person”– because I knew more about “scientology” than any of the people working there…
T/W: long17— It was actually bus #15 from Long and High that took me home…
Wait, so it’s okay to imagine Abe Lincoln as a bird, but not Jesus as a gelato?
Aw, who cares. I’m going to turn this into a baseball blog, anyhow.