HUMOR
I Am Become Dan, The Eater Of Churches
I’ve invented the new rock that God can’t lift
We’re all familiar with the original faith killer, the silver bullet of old:
“Can God make a rock so big he can’t lift it?” — Saint Augustine (patron saint of brewers) or Oscar Wilde
Some answered yes.
Some no.
In other words, churches split, faiths fell, and many began worshipping rocks that were so big.
Those who remained in the church had no choice but to stop believing in rocks over a certain size.
Christianity was in shambles and remained there until thirty-five years ago, when the God-Rock question was finally answered to the satisfaction of all.
Who answered the question? You guessed it:
A child.
This child cried out: “I know! I know the answer! Is it who gives a shit?”
It was.
It is.
“Indeed,” said the people, “who does give a shit?”
After 40 days of strenuous argument in various church councils, no one could claim to honestly give a shit.
