Sheriffjewson: hey rebba.
rebba99: hey
Sheriffjewson: hi rebba.
rebba99: hi there
rebba99: how r u
Sheriffjewson: im well. and you rebba?
rebba99: im good
rebba99: and who is this?
Sheriffjewson: God.
Sheriffjewson: ive come to tell thou the Good News.
rebba99: um ok
rebba99: and the good news is what
Sheriffjewson: the news of the Lord. for i am the Lord.
rebba99: um good to talk to you then lord
rebba99: help me with my problems
rebba99: im looking to you for guidance
Sheriffjewson: thou shalt ask for My guidance My sweet child.
rebba99: oh my
rebba99: its always fun talking to one of you two boys
rebba99: why arent the two of you with your best friend david
Sheriffjewson: and the Good Lord said: charity suffereth long, and is kind. charity envieth not. charity vaunteth not itself.
Sheriffjewson: I shalt be back my good child.
rebba99: um but im getting off line
rebba99: sorry lord maybe we can talk another time
rebba99: or call me or something
Sheriffjewson: stay here or ye shall fear the wrath of thy Jesus Christ thou savior!
Sheriffjewson: this Lord does not know thine number.
rebba99: um but for how long will i be waiting
Sheriffjewson: five minutes. the Lord needs to answer prayers.
rebba99: um no the lord needs a cig
Sheriffjewson: and He said unto becky, it is written, My house shall be called the house of prayer; but YE have made it a den of thieves.
Sheriffjewson: thy will be right back.
rebba99: but lord i must go
rebba99: talk to you soon
Sheriffjewson: rebba, the sweet Lord is here. confess to Me, all thine sins.
Sheriffjewson: My child? are you ill?
Sheriffjewson: PIG!
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