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Bertie is deep in prayer when a vision of the Lord appears, slightly singeing his new carpet..
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| Dear Lord above. Please save my coma wife. Please forgive me for slipping the ATV into cruise-control then climbing on the roof to car-surf, while my wife was sleeping in the back seat. | |
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| Bertie! I am the voice of God. When you go to the hospital you will find your wife is awake again. In return I command you to give more to charity. | |
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| But I already give two dollars a month to United Way, what more can I do? Have I not given of myself enough already? | |
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| Give them a fish and they will be able to feed their family for a day. But give them the tools to farm and they can feed themselves for a lifetime. You must go to Ethiopia, buy a tractor & help farm. | |
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| Forgive me for questioning you O' Lord. My fate is in your hands. I will go to Ethiopia and preserve life in your name. How can I fail with the wisdom of the Lord behind me? | |
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| Ahhh, I can see it now, beautiful fields, with row after row of assorted fish. Cod, Haddock and Trout growing strong with the suns light and the soils earthy goodness. | |
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