W.W.J.S.
Yesterday, while I was walking near Portlandís living room, I passed near a guy carrying a large white cross. The cross was obviously some kind of lightweight material. The guy was preaching up a storm. Holding the gigantic cross on his shoulder with one arm and gesturing wildly with the other. Oh yeah, and he was smoking. As I paused near by to gawk a little he looked directly at me stopped preaching and said, ìMerry Christmasî. Then he took a big drag on his cigarette, looked away and started preaching again. Weird!
Unfortunately, Iím working with stone knives and bearskins so I couldnít get a picture of him but as I walked away I wondered what he was trying to symbolize. I could just see Jesus dragging his cross through the streets pausing briefly to balance the almost unbearable weight then take a big drag on his cigarette and I have to ask myself, what would Jesus smoke?
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