My favourite 'proof' of the existence of God is:
The tip of my index finger fits equally well into my nostril, my ear, and my bumhole (and no, I'm not going to tell you how I know that last). This is clearly evidence of a designing, benevolent God who wants me to be able to pick my nose, dig for earwax, and rescue the gerbil.
Oh, damn.
Boru
The tip of my index finger fits equally well into my nostril, my ear, and my bumhole (and no, I'm not going to tell you how I know that last). This is clearly evidence of a designing, benevolent God who wants me to be able to pick my nose, dig for earwax, and rescue the gerbil.
Oh, damn.
Boru
‘I can’t be having with this.’ - Esmeralda Weatherwax