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Thursday, October 05, 2006

W W J D?

What would Jesus drive? It's a very valid question. I know, because a man walked up to a customer I was helping yesterday and had a 15 minute revival with her about matters ranging from politics to the anti-christ. Oddly, those two went hand in hand for the man as he said God told him George Bush is the anti-christ. He also went on to let this quiet old granny woman know that he is the reason there hasn't been an tsuna
mi destroy the United States. To quote Family Guy: Thank God he's on OUR side!". Furthermore this Mr. Evans is also solely responsible for the F-16 fighter jets still being in use today. Through various e-mail correspondences with both Colin Powell and Bill Clinton he was able to single handedly secure the F-16 program and extension. Apparently Ft. Smith has the only 2 F-16 jets he says. I'm sorry to this prophet's disciples, as I didn't catch all of the conversation. I did pick up on the most important part though. God spoke to him, told him to build a 1972 Oldsmobile with a 442 engine in it. To paint is black and gold for Jesus' return. He has the car, he just doesn't have the money to build it. Well, here's hoping he gets it done. All the walking Jesus did before, I doubt he wants to do it again!

If Jesus is coming again and he is to ride around in an Olds 442...the only person I can think of to drive him around would have to be Abe Vigoda. See?

Let's hope there is no miracles resulting in an endless stream of Fishes coming out of the car.
posted by ShortBusKid... @ 5:55 AM   0 comments
Tuesday, October 03, 2006

Too Pooped to Pop

My wife and I are in the process of potty training out 23 month old son. He understands what the potty is and I think he's getting the concept of that is where to go pee-pee and poo-poo. I say I *think* he's getting it because he always tells us he has to go right after he's done it. To be honest I think he just enjoys watching us try and remove his poo laden underwear without getting it on us or him. I'll tell you right now, I'm no good at it. Just this morning he told me he had to potty. I patted him down like a airline ticket woman looking for gatorade and found him to be dry. Excitedly I placed him atop his throne glad I had beatin his clock only for him to simply sit there watching TV (yea we have a crapper in the living room - it's Arkansas). I gave him a few minutes but no go. I gathered him off the potty and dressed him and went back to feeding the baby a bottle. Not 2 minutes later I see him standing by the entertainment center concentrating on the quantum physics of a brown rocket fired from a black hole. I know the espression, I perfected it. I throw down the baby and his bottle (read: lay down)and scoop up Boston to find he has already deployed his main load. I sat him back on the potty where I had cleverly placed his poo, let him finish and to his amazement he found the poo in the potty. He stood up, clapped his hands and let out a YEAAAAH!!!! I don't count that one as a loss...more of a draw. We have scored one turd in the goal though. So at least we got that.

Here are a few pics I snapped of him the other day, pushed so hard he fell asleep on his little potty. Totally classic.

posted by ShortBusKid... @ 11:11 AM   24 comments

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