Monday, October 12, 2009

Divine Providence

"We all used to believe in You, you know," I say in Wal Mart as God switches the pregnancy tests with the thermometers,"We carved an angel out of this enormous red oak at the city limits, then lightning struck the head off, and someone put an exercise ball with this ridiculous smiley face sharpied on in place of it. That pretty much did everyone in."

God frowns slightly, pushing a thumbtack through boxes of Trojans and hanging them on the racks beside the Hannah Montana clothing line.

"Well...I thought it was funny," He says.

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