Messages
God called me one day when I was
out.
Left a message on my answering
machine.
"Sorry I can't come to the phone
right now," I had said.
God must have liked that.
His message was simple.
No puzzles, no enigmas.
No real enlightenment.
"I know you've been wondering for
a while:
I'm here man.
Just thought you should know.
Keep up the good work!
If you meet a girl named Natasha,
stay away!
Don't do drugs.
Don't drive a Chevrolet.
When you are twenty-three you will
need to avoid swimming pools.
Oh, and because you are so close
already:
The meaning of life is -----"
BEEP!
Funny.
My machine ran out of tape.
