It feels like you're negating your own self when you post humor on off black days. but yeahhhhh.
So this priest makes his way up to heaven and is greeted by the saint at heaven's gates. He's greeted and is asked how he can be helped. The priest tells the saint that he'd like to see the Bible in its original text, and he's directed to the Heavenly Archives. After a while of not hearing back from the priest, the saint walks into the archives to check up on him, only to find the priest lying on the floor over the books, in tears. The saint asks him what the matter was, and after calming down, the priest manages, "The word... was celebrate."
And duh, no one but Faheet and one other "doing speech" person erupted in laughter. Actually, only I erupted. She just swallowed. At least she got it!
8 comments:
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rn makes me laugh for a change
soy very glad to hear, dear. and i'll continue to share, dear. as long as you stay far from near, dear.
nope, dont think i can go much worse than that, so i think i'll jsut stop here.
dear.
i have a fear, dear. that your writin will influence me here, dear. that i will talk with air, dear. k'moch i will appear, dear.
and i freakin hate it, i go mishug from the way you write. start writing normallllllllllllllllllllly.
as in, my kinda normal.
asante!
but ya, keep sharin those funnies that the black straights don't get.
I write with air, dear?
That's sad to hear, I fear, dear.
(TAKE IT BACK, nOWWWW!:()
ya
all these annoying misspelled words and back n forths that are sweet and neat until they get so irritatin.
heivant oti o lo?
o and ok ya fine, i take it back if it'll make u get rid o the frown.
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