This is yet another reason why I couldn’t be an evangelical anything. What works for me and mine might not be for you and yours and that’s OK. I am the way I am by winning the birth lottery and I am lucky enough to have time on my hands to ponder multiple religions and ways too be. Were I born in another place or time I might be jihad havin stone throwin mo-fo. Or worse yet I could have been dealt the female card in one of those said same parts of the world and I would be walking around sweating my ass off covering my tempting girls parts like my chin or maybe my elbows. Anyway back to the funny thing a friend sent my way this morning.

Rock out with your God out.