The pope and Bill Clinton died on the same day. But the celestial computers were down so there was a mix up. The pope went to hell and Clinton to heaven. The pope went straight to the devil to find out what was what. The devil looked up his records and found that there had indeed been a mix up.
Devil: But it will take 24 hours before we can straighten things out and release you. We’re using Windows not Unix, you see.
The next day the pope was released from hell and Clinton from heaven. They passed one another on their way to their respective destinations.
Pope: Sorry about the mix up.
Clinton: No problem.
Pope: Boy, I can’t wait to get to heaven. All my life I’ve wanted to meet the Virgin.
Clinton: You’re a day latte.
Devil: But it will take 24 hours before we can straighten things out and release you. We’re using Windows not Unix, you see.
The next day the pope was released from hell and Clinton from heaven. They passed one another on their way to their respective destinations.
Pope: Sorry about the mix up.
Clinton: No problem.
Pope: Boy, I can’t wait to get to heaven. All my life I’ve wanted to meet the Virgin.
Clinton: You’re a day latte.
The god who allows children to be raped out of respect for the free will choice of the rapist, but punishes gay men for engaging in mutually consensual sex couldn't possibly be responsible for an intelligently designed universe.
I may defend your right to free speech, but i won't help you pass out flyers.
Those who can make you believe absurdities, can make you commit atrocities.
--Voltaire
Nietzsche isn't dead. How do I know he lives? He lives in my mind.
I may defend your right to free speech, but i won't help you pass out flyers.
Those who can make you believe absurdities, can make you commit atrocities.
--Voltaire
Nietzsche isn't dead. How do I know he lives? He lives in my mind.