Thursday, June 03, 2004

Where's your messiah now, Kurt?

Brenda Warner now has all of the sports talk stations in New York to call and whine to when Kurt isn't getting playing time again this year. I'm sure the fans in New Jersey will be very kind to God-boy and his hideous lifemate.

2 comments:

alslee said...

I'm sayin' Kurt has done some really bad evil stinky sin 'cause obviously, something about Kurt just pisses off the Almighty. And forget the Haysus, he's just a chip off the old block. Kurt will wait, suckin' that thumb, till hell freezes over, but it will be too late then. Bite your tongues you agonistic disbelievers, Kurt's creator is showin' the boy his love. But will this redeem the rest of us? Inquiring minds want to know.

davidly said...

Here´s the scene: You´ve died, and after a long flight, you finally arrive at St. Pete´s Gate, where you have the opportunity to peek in and see who´s at the eternal party before you bother with the formality of trying to talk your way in. Orson Bean, a couple Osmonds, Kurt Warner and his beloved Alice, Prince and his current betrothed, one of the Kennedy´s....I think you get my point. What do you do? What DO you do?? Do you:

a) ask if you can use the bathroom without buying anything, sneak out the window, and wander off into the clouds

b) say you forgot your wallet and wander off into the clouds

c) go in anyway and scream "FIRE!!" during "When Doves Cry"

d) use reverse psychology insisting that life IS fair, thereby confusing St. Peter and freeing heaven of this puzzling punishment