So I was sitting here at the computer reminiscing about my poor dead guppy, CJ, when I thought I'd take a gander at the website of the dude after whom I named my departed icthyoid. www.cjbaseball.com Bear in mind this used to be a page where CJ would put spring training updates and letters he got from Bud Selig and that sort of thing. Now he's pointing out that "Jesus was God in carnet (sic)..." I'm frightened.
Zac - return to the fantasy forum and do not expose your intelligence to the BBS hangout. They are not ready. Spare us from you. That is all.
I'm sorry in advance to all who I offend here but this has to be about the corniest homily/parable/sermon I have ever freaking heard: THE LORD'S BASEBALL GAME Freddy and the Lord stood by to observe a baseball game. The Lord's team was playing Satan's team. The Lord's team was at bat, the score was tied zero to zero, and it was the bottom of the 9th inning with two outs. They continued to watch as a batter stepped up to the plate whose name was Love. Love swung at the first pitch and hit a single, because Love never fails. The next batter was named Faith, who also got a single because Faith works with Love. The next batter up was named Godly Wisdom. Satan wound up and threw the first pitch. Godly Wisdom looked it over and let it pass: Ball one. Three more pitches and Godly Wisdom walked, because Godly Wisdom never swings at what Satan throws. The bases were now loaded. The Lord then turned to Freddy and told him He was now going to bring in His star player. Up to the plate stepped Grace. Freddy said, "He sure doesn't look like much!" Satan's whole team relaxed when they saw Grace. Thinking he had won the game, Satan wound up and fired his first pitch. To the shock of everyone, Grace hit the ball harder than anyone had ever seen. But Satan was not worried; his center fielder let very few get by. He went up for the ball, but it went right through his glove, hit him on the head and sent him crashing on the ground; then it continued over the fence for a home run! The Lord's team won! The Lord then asked Freddy if he knew why Love, Faith, and Godly Wisdom could get on base but could not win the game. Freddy answered that he did not know why. The Lord explained, "If your love, faith, and wisdom had won the game you would think you had done it by yourself. Love, Faith and Wisdom will get you on base but only My Grace can get you Home. Psalm 84:11, "For the Lord God is a sun and shield; the Lord will give grace and glory; no good thing will He withhold from those who walk uprightly." This is an easy test, you score 100 or zero. It's your choice. Jesus said, "If you are ashamed of me, I will be ashamed of you before my Father." Yes, I do Love God. He is my source of existence and Savior. He keeps me functioning each and everyday. Without Him, I am nothing, but with Him can do all things through Christ who strengthens me. Phil 4:13
Hmm... I have a bumper sticker that's relevant to this topic: "Just say No to the Religious Right." Childish, assinine, and unproductive. But oh, it makes me smile .
I too have a bumper sticker, however it is totally irrelevant to this topic. It says "Liberals suck, Just ask Bill." CK
Maybe so, but we're alot better at getting laid . I mean, Clarence Thomas and Bill Packwood did the same thing as Clinton, just with considerably less success! Someone should commission a study about it... Of course, we've got Bill on our team, which is something of an unfair advantage.
I think you are onto something with that commission thing. Maybe somebody could pay us millions to study it... CK
Studying sex and making millions off of it... can you think of a better life? ...oh the things law students dream of before contracts class. I envy you, castor. Being a football coach would rule.
URL=http://www.cjbaseball.com/testimony.htm]http://www.cjbaseball.com/testimony.htm[/URL] The Mets offer was a better one then Houston's. It was a 40-man roster spot, major league contract with about twice as much guaranteed money as Houston was offering in their minor league contract. Let me emphasize this again, the Mets offered me a major league contract, more guaranteed money, I loved playing there, I always wanted to play in New York my family & friends are there and I signed the MINOR LEAGUE deal with the Astros. Some may say that was just a dumb move, I didn't realize I was being guided by someone else than me. Heh. Jesus told him to sign with the Astros. Where's Jesus when we need a veteran starter? Quick, someone evangelize Roger Clemens!
That's a great post, Raven. Yet it leads me to two questions: 1) What exactly is their definition of "rigorous"? 2) If you decide to let fellatio be performed on you, i.e. be the "fellatiee", are you going to at least be able to see a picture of the person doing the act, i.e. the "fellatier"?
