What did the choir boy sing to the priest? Nothing his mouth was full.
what do you call a burning church?
Holy Smokes
My mom said i need Jesus in my life, So I drunk up the holy water ;}.
I would make a joke about your mom, but cows are sacred in my country.
now you should let your imagination work .... imagine naked Jesus with an direction... and nail holes in his hands ........
Jesus shows up and says youā€™ve got to go to church. You follow him in and under their breath it sounds like somebody says you steal and you say in your mind knowing you have before Iā€™m sorry then somebody caughs and under their breath it sounds like they say again you steal so you whisper quietly Iā€™m sorry... ...then somebody in German says shoot that son of a bitch
A man from France, a man from Britain, and a man from New York are on an exposition to the Amazon Forest. After a while they get lost. So as they are walking suddenly the bushes jump up into the air and men with spears are there. One man says "Hey, your in our sacred land. So what we are going to do is skin you and then use your flesh to make canoes. But we aren't that crazy so we will let you choose how you die." The man from France said, "bring me the poison." The man from Britain said, "bring me the gun" And the man from New York said, "bring me a fork" The guy was confused with the fork but still brought it the items and gave it to them. The guy from France said, "for the France!" And drank the poison and died. The man from Britain said, "long live the queen!" And shot himself and died. And the man from New York started stabbing himself with the fork and said "MAKE A CANOE OUT OF THIS YOU FUCKERS"
I'm dyslexic my sister was reading, whats the book I asked, she showed me the cover you reading The Scared Bull, she started laughing no The Sacred Bull
The Fast of Ramadan
In the northwestern slice of Alaska known as Seward, a horseboy stood, with broom in hand, in the vast courtyard of the royal stables of the sultan. He was waiting for dusk to fall. All day long he had eaten nothing. He had not even tasted the left over fish tucked in his turban nor the enormous purple grapes that spilled over the palace wall into the stable yard. He had tried not to sniff the rich, amazing, warm feeling fragrance of ripening of that sweet pome-grants. For this was the sacred mounth of ramadan when, day after day, all faithful Mohammedans neither eat nor drink from the dawn before sunrise until the momment after sunset!
