You will be thrilled and amazed this morning as you watch Rev. Bob put on a healing, never mind that it's on a ukelele. Not that I'm contending that ukeleles have no right to a healthy life. Hold off on the contentious mail because I am fully cognizant that ukeleles, tomatoes, hubcaps, artichokes, suspenders, iPhones, and all the rest of God's creatures have beaucoup rights. And now if you'll excuse me, I'm going to go call up the Bob Line myself and see how much a small healing would set me back.
Peace, love, joy, yada-yada; i.e., have yourselves a wonderful Sunday!
Miss Begotten is one of my pet names for myself, for Southern Gothic reasons best kept to myself. Miss Begotten tries to speak plainly, but sometimes she tends to babble -- parenthetically, of course. It's never my intention to offend (and usually that's true - except on those [maybe not so] rare occasions when I mean it very friggin' much) but it sometimes happens, so if you're unusually easily offended...
17 comments:
Sherry, what do you need healed?
You appear to be the picture of health to me!
And the picture of Beauty!!!!
And the Apex of creativity!!
And the epitome of talent!
And the height of human kindness!!
Plus dog-gone it, people just like you!...
xoxbgxoxox
Oh, it's just that pulled muscle thingie -- which I've now pretty much healed all by myself. Bob could have done it quicker, though. Now, thanks to you, I'm going to have to watch it that my head doesn't swell.:)
xoxo
Wondermous!..
My electric razor needs some o' that Reverend Bob mojo.It's making a noise that sounds like a weed whacker..
Can I get a 'Yeah boy!'..
Ugh, I'd hold off on getting a healing from the Rev. Bob, especially if its anything like hemorrhoids. No doubt that the burning would be intense, incandescent even.
Can we truly call it healing? Or is it more of a band-aid?
I'm reminded of the old Far Side cartoon about the Appliance Healer, the blow-dried fellow who commanded the foul spirits to leave the possessed vacuum cleaner. My car needs a little healin', too, yeah boy!
i think
it's all in
the uke's head
but reverend bob does seem to be a very compassionate fellow
yeah boy!
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Yeah, boy, Sling, I have no doubt that the Rev. would be happy to put some mojo on your razor -- in return for a small donation, you understand.:-)
Yeah, I agree, Charles. If I had the big H, I don't think I'd let Bob near it.:)
Hey, now, Puggy -- Band-Aids heal! I'm walking proof.:-)
Bob's got no beef with psychosomatic illness, /t. If the donation is big enough, I'll bet he's willing to heal 'em all.:-)
Ah, crap. #%*"@! And I was in such a good mood. Now I'm REALLY calling the Bob Line. #%^*@:"!!
Did something happen? Hope you're calling because you need a fire started, not because of any circumstances.
Nah. The girl just had a small snit. The power keeps going off due to high winds, though, so I MAY have to call Bob to come and build me a fire before all is said and done.:)
Bilbo, I don't remember that particular cartoon, but I was always a huge Far Side fan. That does sound like Bob, huh? And yeah, boy, I'll bet he could work wonders on your car.:-)
I hope your thingie is all better Sherrie..:D
'Twas but a fleeting pang. I'll live.:)
Yea boy!
We can all tithe by Mastercard!!!!!
I think Bob prefers cash.:)
RevBob must have some kinda mojo goin if he can get folks to watch Tiny Tim. I didn't even realize he was still alive.
The reverend must have the spark of life at his fingertips.
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