Hubby and I have this habit. We will wake up in the middle of the night (or early morning as it is) and start talking about ANYTHING. Usually the anything is quite silly and this morning was no different. Here is the question of the morning:
What if, by some weird blessing, you got one of Jesus' powers?
Now you know just what power we were thinking of! Oh, forget being able to do something truly good in the world. Bring peace, cure the sick....aw hell naw! We wanted to have the ability to make water into wine. Then we thought:
What if the Lord let you have this power...but upgraded it for the new millennium?
What if instead of wine, you could make Hennessy?
Think of all the fun Craig (just the ghetto name we picked out for a dude that was walking down the street and was greeted by an anglel named Raheem. Raheem is the angel of all blessing ghetto and project-y. He was then given this blessing) would have if he could turn water into Hen-dog? Man, he would get invited to all the parties! He would get all the girlies! People would make sure he was on the guest list:
"Hey, y'all called Craig for the crab boil?"
"No."
'What the hell is wrong with you? Somebody best go get Craig."
Folk would just fill up their bathtubs in anticipation of Craig's arrival. What if instead of multiplying loaves and fishes, Craig multiplied the hot links and potato salad at your next
bar-b-q? Everyone would be drunk happy and singing new negro spirituals:
"WHAT A FRIEND WE HAVE IN CRAAAAAAAAAIGGGGG!
ALL OUR RIBS AND HEN HE BRINGS!
WHAT A PRIV-A LEDGE TO CARRY.....HIM A PLATE OF RIBS AND BEANS!"
Hey, it's just a random, unnecessary, truly silly thought....
What if, by some weird blessing, you got one of Jesus' powers?
Now you know just what power we were thinking of! Oh, forget being able to do something truly good in the world. Bring peace, cure the sick....aw hell naw! We wanted to have the ability to make water into wine. Then we thought:
What if the Lord let you have this power...but upgraded it for the new millennium?
What if instead of wine, you could make Hennessy?
Think of all the fun Craig (just the ghetto name we picked out for a dude that was walking down the street and was greeted by an anglel named Raheem. Raheem is the angel of all blessing ghetto and project-y. He was then given this blessing) would have if he could turn water into Hen-dog? Man, he would get invited to all the parties! He would get all the girlies! People would make sure he was on the guest list:
"Hey, y'all called Craig for the crab boil?"
"No."
'What the hell is wrong with you? Somebody best go get Craig."
Folk would just fill up their bathtubs in anticipation of Craig's arrival. What if instead of multiplying loaves and fishes, Craig multiplied the hot links and potato salad at your next
bar-b-q? Everyone would be drunk happy and singing new negro spirituals:
"WHAT A FRIEND WE HAVE IN CRAAAAAAAAAIGGGGG!
ALL OUR RIBS AND HEN HE BRINGS!
WHAT A PRIV-A LEDGE TO CARRY.....HIM A PLATE OF RIBS AND BEANS!"
Hey, it's just a random, unnecessary, truly silly thought....
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