but wait there's more

So...

Jerry Falwell is done.

Gone to that great unknown in the sky. I can only imagine what God had to say to him upon arrival.

G:
Jerry...

JF:
Hey Lord.

G:
(sigh) Jerry...Jerry...Jerry.

JF:
Did I do something wrong Lord?

G:
I work and work and work...to get those people down there to try and get along. I send down different meesengers to deliver the same message to different people..."Love one another." And then you and the other dimwitted zealots shoot your mouths off...'blah blah Jesus this' and "Blah blah Muhammed this..." and don't even get me started on the Hindis.

JF:
But Jesus is your son.

G:
They are all my sons Jerry...and my daughters.

JF:
But Jesus said that I am the Way, the Truth and the Life..."

G:
That wasn't Jesus Jerry, that was the guy who wrote that infernal Gospel of John. Boy talk about a trouble maker. He and Paul of Tarsus, if I get my hands on them...

JF:
But it was inspired by Jesus.

G:
Kitty Kelly has more crediblity.

JF:
I was so certain.

G:
You needed to talk less and listen more.

JF:
Hey God?

G:
Yeah Jerry?

JF:
What was the deal behind the whole Larry Flynt thing?

G:
I got two words for you...Moral Majority.

JF:
Why? Was the Moral Majority not a good thing?

G:
I place it just below the Spanish Inquisition on my list of things never to have happen again.

JF:
Why, we didn't kill anyone.

G:
Not directly no. But that whole AIDS as a scourge of homosexuality vib you put out held back research long enough that you have more than a few souls over your head.

JF:
I didn't know.

G:
The next time maybe you'll keep your mouth shut.

JF:
The next time?

G:
What can I say? I gave into the Buddhists, they're the quietest ones of the lot.

JF:
What about Heaven?

G:
You just left it.



Peace,
RW