Bo Fowler's Blog, page 35

Divine Inspiration

Gesturing wildly Jesus dropped a lump of ash from his cigarette into his belly button. Still arguing his point he ran into the sea of Galilee to put it out.

The Narcissist

'You can't be very narcissistic; you don't have any mirrors' she said.
'Perhaps,' I replied, 'I am such a narcissist I no longer require them.'

The Evangelist

The Evangelist drives deep into the jungle looking for an undiscovered tribe to bestow his 'truth' on and with it - as if by sheer coincidence - his language.

The Tattoo

A man with a tattoo of the Yin Yang on his shoulder got depressed and painted the Yin part black. 
People thought his tattoo was a mole.
No one knew how depressed he was.

Alcohol

I once visited a supermarket that had a petition to allow it to sell alcohol. I signed the petition telling the check-out girl that clouds of alcohol molecules were the largest objects in the galaxy, some five billion times the mass of our sun, and that it was from such clouds that worlds and stars were formed.
To which the check-out girl replied: "You're not from around here are you."

Judgement Day

On Judgement Day everyone's souls left their bodies but the empty bodies still went to work, wrote poetry, got drunk, had arguments and love affairs and so on - as if nothing had happened.

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What sort of a crime could make a man spend four years in a spin dryer? What if the man had, in fact, committed no crime at all?

Not believing in God

Not believing in God is like not shaving.
'Oh you're growing a beard' people say.
'No, I'm just not shaving.'

The Statistician

A statistician observed in amazement a jumbo jet being blown together by the wind. Before he could tell anyone the statistician broke into a million pieces.

The Psychic

I once phoned a psychic and invited her to come over and tell me my future. At the end of our phone conversation she asked me for my address.
'But you're psychic' I reminded her and hung up.