Wednesday, June 30, 2010
No Thanks, I'm Waiting For The Gary Coleman Prayer Bead Thong
Are you freaking kidding me??? A Saint Michael, OUR LORD OF MYSTIFYING BRILLIANCE, Prayer Candle???
I think I just wet myself.
In case you can't read this, it says: Oh, Saint Michael, I pray for even once facet of your crystalline talent. You dazzled the world with your showmanship, and changed the way music is part of our lives. Bless me with your generosity of spirit; to forgive those who wrong me and to share my gifts with the vulnerable. You warned us you were bad (really, really bad) and human nature being what it is, many believed it. But I return again to the innovation and energy of your creativity, and beseech you for the strength to follow my heartfelt passions. Grant me the courage to embrace the child within and remain playful in the face of paranoia. Allow me to enjoy the paradox of being beloved and reviled, adored and misunderstood. And, if it's at all possible, give me a way to dance my way into history. Amen and Sha'mone!
Ask me how badly I want one of these next to the photo of me and Jesus bowling.
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Hollywood,
Human Weirdness,
Religion
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