God hands us a pack of matches so that we can light our gas heater to stay warm. He tells us, "Don't play with the matches. Use them to light the heater." We look at each other and say, "Who the hell is God to tell us not play with matches? Playing with matches is fun! Screw Him." We then proceed to burn down the house. God runs in to rescue us. He hears our screams. He shouts, "Follow me! I'm the only way out!" We choke back the smoke and with our dying breath we sneer, "You're pretty damn arrogant to think that you are the only way out."
Originally posted by Darfiuswho sayswe wouldnt start a small controlled fire.. or just thrown lit matches at eashother and laughed... huh huh.. and who says we got no windows or a back door... but hey... he ave us matches.. he must be god,... pshahhh....
God hands us a pack of matches so that we can light our gas heater to stay warm. He tells us, "Don't play with the matches. Use them to light the heater." We look at each other and say, "Who the hell is God to tell us not play with matches? Playing with matches is fun! Screw Him." We then proceed to burn down the house. God runs in to rescue us. He hear ...[text shortened]... dying breath we sneer, "You're pretty damn arrogant to think that you are the only way out."
Originally posted by Darfiusthank you ..you just cleared up a mystery for me. Until now I didnt know what happened to my burger today, I had thought the dog ate it , but wasnt sure. now I am.
God hands us a pack of matches so that we can light our gas heater to stay warm. He tells us, "Don't play with the matches. Use them to light the heater." We look at each other and say, "Who the hell is God to tell us not play with matches? Playing with matches is fun! Screw Him." We then proceed to burn down the house. God runs in to rescue us. He hear ...[text shortened]... dying breath we sneer, "You're pretty damn arrogant to think that you are the only way out."
We buy a pack of matches so that we can light our gas heater to stay warm. A man in the street tells us, "Don't play with the matches. Use them to light the heater." We look at each other and say, "Who the hell is he to tell us not play with matches? Playing with matches isn't a game! Screw him." We then proceed to light the fire safely and settle down to watch the news. Suddenly the man runs in to rescue us. He sees us watching the news, sipping cocoa. He shouts, "Follow me! I'm the only way out!" We choke back our surprise and with our contiuing breath we sneer, "You're pretty damn arrogant to think we need saving!"
Originally posted by Starrmanthank you ..you just cleared up a mystery for me. Until now I didnt know what happened to my fries today, I had thought the dog ate them, but wasnt sure. now I am.
We buy a pack of matches so that we can light our gas heater to stay warm. A man in the street tells us, "Don't play with the matches. Use them to light the heater." We look at each other and say, "Who the hell is he to tell us not play with matches? Playing with matches isn't a game! Screw him." We then proceed to light the fire safely and settle dow ...[text shortened]... nd with our contiuing breath we sneer, "You're pretty damn arrogant to think we need saving!"