yeah, He just called me on my celly and thanked me for posting that...

I was like, "Yeah, G, no problem my good Man."

and He was like, "Oh shit yeah, those bacon hating bastards don't know what they're in for."

and I was like, "Fo shizzle my bizzle."

and He was like, "Werd up."

and I was like, "well, I gotta get back to work."

and He was like, "Aight, I'ma make like a tree and get the fock out of here."

and I was like, "Peace out, G!"

 

I am SO totally going to hell for that. I'm going to confession this weekend for sure....

 

 

I cant believe you short changed god on the cell!

 

Can someone photochop a package of bacon into the hand?

 

i can get that later tonight

 

Well, God doesn't pay my rent. I mean, not directly anyway....

 

No, He lets you rent stuff, but then He also (ultimately) sets the Schadenfreudlich pricing. . . I'm almost sure as either a joke or a test of faith.

 

I have no idea what you just said.

 

That's okay. . . here Wick, play with this toy while I go cook some bacon:
http://pickledonion.com/phase/index.htm