So I'm sitting on the toilet this morning, contemplating the day ahead of me, when all of a sudden the bathroom filled with the most glorious, intense white light I had ever seen. I heard a voice and, long story short, I think I might be the long-awaited second coming of Jesus Christ.Either that or Megan slipped some peyote into my grapefruit juice. She's always doing that.
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Good for her.
Dude! I can see Jesus on your toilet tank!!! Call the Vatican!
Jesus, you're Christ, Chris?! I'll try to be a little more respectful.
Dude...dude.
I thought you were going to say you blacked out from the effort it took to move your trophy.
Why am I not suprised to see a Jesus Christ Toilet Bowl on your blog?
You gave "birth" to the next Jesus Christ? That means, who drunk peyote grapefuit juice was the Holy Spirit..
(..and I suppose the newborn JC must be a brown skinned one!)
I hear ya Chris. My woman is always drugging me too.
Doc
You had me at "So, I'm sitting on the toilet this morning."
I took a close look at the photo....interesting......the dude's crown has the nazi cross and skeletons on it and the words king of fear, the book he is holding is a penthouse mag,he is smoking, and on the back of the toilet is a bottle of holy water, a statue of Mary, a finger bowl and a couple of other items I could not make out. just observing is all
Jesus looks like he's holding a smoke, huh?
Wow, I'm coming over for breakfast this weekend for the juice.
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