Justin: Yo God, wasup? I just wanted to say thanks for spending SO much time on me. If I should die before I wake, do me a favor and slip some Nair into Chris' shampoo bottle. I always wanted to do that. Peace and hair grease to ya'll...Amen
JC: God, I just wanted to say thanks for giving me so much talent. I really am the guy who has everything. Well...almost everything...I still can't get those pelvic thrusts perfected. Oh, one last thing...do me a huge favor and destroy all evidence that I was in the MMC. People just won't let it go. Thanks...Amen.
Joey: I searched all day for a pool to fill with Jello God. No one would help me though. So if you would send a little love my way, and hook me up with a pool...I would appreciate it. And if it's not too much trouble, could you get a few gallons of whipped cream for me...but make it fat free...I am trying to cut back. Amen.
Lance: Hey God, how's Toby doin'? I sure hope you are taking good care of him. He likes a good ride once in awhile (don't we all), but don't forget to give him a good rub down with the curry comb. He really enjoys that. (I know I do!....hey...I need love) Well, thanks god...Amen.
Chris: I'm a little sore tonight God. Please don't let the arthritis set in just yet. I still have a few backflips left in me. Oh yeah, and don't go listening to Justin and his CRAZY idea! He thinks it would be soooo funny to see me bald. Doesn't he know how long it took them to hot glue this weave to my head? Damn kids! Maybe we should put Nair in Justin's shampoo. It would probably confuse Joey though, because those curls look so much like Ramen noodles. Anyways...amen.