| No really lets get serious. I know you are all having fun but this is getting personal.
You see I know Jesus personally. When I was like 20, and driving around the country with dead heads. I met Jesus one weekend in Myrtle Beach. We discussed life and love, and and then he drove off into the sunset with a bunch of guys headed north to St. Louis.
This is a true story by the way...well we called him Jesus. He was a dark Jewish guy with a long beard.
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Living is easy with eyes closed
Misunderstanding all you see
It's getting hard to be someone, but it all works out
It doesn't matter much to me
-John Lennon.
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