They say there's a war on religion in the U.S. but it's bullshit so they can be even more annoying in whining about their pain. In reality, there are two things that never stop expanding in America: churches and McDonald's. Since both supply clearly important needs for Americans, surely they can supply them better if they work in concert.
Instead of cheese burgers, there are Jesus burgers. Now you can have Christ's Chicken Sandwich and Cherub Meals for the kids. Perhaps finish it off with Heavenly Ice Cream.
Then you can have wandering MacPreachers talking to the customers and maybe telling them about the sin of gluttony ... or maybe that one wouldn't be such a good pick.
Maybe he could do the one on "I'm in Love with my Blastula."
Maybe you say you can't love that as it ain't a person but I say sure it is and the state will fuck you up if you get rid of it. That, whatever it is, has a soul. No, shit. It has a soul in there. That's why it makes the hole so it has somewhere to put it.
So I'm in love with my blastula. My beautiful, multi-cellular baby.
Instead of cheese burgers, there are Jesus burgers. Now you can have Christ's Chicken Sandwich and Cherub Meals for the kids. Perhaps finish it off with Heavenly Ice Cream.
Then you can have wandering MacPreachers talking to the customers and maybe telling them about the sin of gluttony ... or maybe that one wouldn't be such a good pick.
Maybe he could do the one on "I'm in Love with my Blastula."
Maybe you say you can't love that as it ain't a person but I say sure it is and the state will fuck you up if you get rid of it. That, whatever it is, has a soul. No, shit. It has a soul in there. That's why it makes the hole so it has somewhere to put it.
So I'm in love with my blastula. My beautiful, multi-cellular baby.
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