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| quote: | Originally posted by Aiwendil
One time my brother puked in the middle of a church sermon. The general consensus was that he had the Devil inside him, and the pastor went to work excercising that demon from my brother. He was like "I'M A GOD WARRIOR! IN THE NAME OF HESHACK, SHAMRACK, AND DOLBY SURROUND SOUND, I CURSE THIS DEMON OUT OF THIS CHILD! BY THE HOLY NAME I PRAY! AMEN! AMEN! AMEN! HALLELUJAH! HALLELUJAH! ALALALALALALAALLALALAALLALALALLAALLA! I'M SPEAKIN'IN TONGUES AMEN! ALALALALLALALALALA! LEAVE THIS CHILD, DEMON! LEAVE! IN THE NAME OF THE HOLY GHOST FROM COAST TO COAST, I COMMAND IT! I'M A GOD WARRIOR!" This went on for several hours. Everyone was too afraid to tell the pastor that my brother had had the flu for the past day or two. And I was wondering how they were going to get that stain out of the carpet, if they were going to pray it out or what. Afterward the pastor came to me and said, "Son, your brother has been cured of a dark dark evil, and in order to keep him from the dark side, you must protect him in the name of the lord. Therefore in the name of beeshack, shamrock, and radioshack, I anoint you an official GOD WARRIOR! AMEN! AMEN AND AMEN!"
And that's the story of how I became a God Warrior. |
One of the funniest things I've read in awhile! Thanks for the laugh.
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