Chatting With Jesus
I was chatting with Jesus when I came to ask him,
"So when are you going to make your big come back my friend?"
He replied to me rather sarcastically,
"I'll be back when I can play the piano again.
I still have some issues with everyone
who caused my slow death by way of crucifixion.
Such an ordeal is not easily forgiven."
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Save your comments everyone. I know very well
that after I die, I'm going to hell.
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