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Rapture Me Softly
http://timpeck.blogspot.com/2011/05/rapture-me.html
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Hilarious! and (sadly) so true. Keep it up!
Sure, when they’re 100% whacko (“I know when the Apocalypse will happen”), we all make fun of ’em.
But if you just dial it down to 87% (“I feel like God wants me to run for President… I know it won’t be easy on me or my family, but God wants me to do it.”), BOOM! You’re the 43rd President of these United States…
Okay, I’ll confess, now that it’s officially over. I was sort of hoping it would happen. Because I was fairly certain that if it did, it would go down something like this:
All the most righteous true-believers in their own beliefs, those of all faiths, who know that their beliefs are the only true beliefs, who know that their beliefs mandate that all other beliefs be stricken from the globe…
THEY would all disappear, or float away bathed in light, or be hoisted aloft by angels, or shimmer and fade away like in Star Trek – whatever makes them feel most special in their last moments on Earth. And then…
Instead of earthquakes, or wars, or tribulations, or gnashing of teeth, God would come on the Global Public Address system, clear Her throat, and say:
“Well, that was exciting. OK, sorry for the inconvenience. Every Gardener needs to spend a day pulling weeds occasionally… Those a**holes won’t be bothering us anymore. So, get back to your mission: loving each other and enjoying this magical place I made for you. That is all.”
**click**
Nice post and I love the cartoon … it is sad so many amerikans are frickin fat!