Here's to you, oh, bastion of coulrophobia.
You bring your clowny ways of Jesus into the hearts and minds of our elderly forever frightening them into vegetative states of heavenly bliss. Next time you break out your balloon of righteousness, your funny buttons of glory, over-sized shoes of faith, and funny car of salvation which runneth over with…more clowns…crack open a bible and humour us with the silliness of God.
As if Bananas was not enough, you send our funny bones of the Lord straight into the breast of God.
So here's to you Mr. Christian Clown man. May we forever be forgiven by your funny bones.
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