Got an email recently about a special event at a local church:
He’s good, but not as good as the Acrobat for Allah, the Yo-Yo-er for Yahweh or the Baton Twirler for Beelzebub.
I’m just glad he’s not a juggler for Jehovah. Then he would perform door-to-door, whether you wanted him to or not, and he wouldn’t leave until you took a copy of his magazine.
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