Yes, that's right. Had Jesus of Nazareth never taken an acute interest in the
cutting, shaping, and installing of natural woods, Louis would most likely
have passed the tale from God the Heavenly Father to someone else, and
you might be kneeling bedside right now begging for your mom's cancer to
be cured by Steve or Larry Christ.
But it was Jesus whom Louis chose as the game's next tether, and here we
are 2,000 years later expelling "Jesus fucking Christ!" to the heavens every
time we miss an open layup.
Perhaps this is the most groundbreaking result of our findings in the lab:
that Jesus was not who or what he's been touted to be for the thousands of
years since his "crucifixion." And that's really the risk one runs in
propagating sensitive information to just anyone without duly screening first.
The evidence suggests that Jesus fits this "just anyone" description to the
tee. Contrary to popular belief, he was not the son of God, but rather an
institutionalized lunatic with a knack for escaping psychiatric hospitals, and
who suffered from inflated self-importance, was extremely hard of hearing,
and not Jewish but "jewy."
That he mistook the majority of the tale as being one about him now makes
complete sense, given the man's ample symptoms and diagnoses. As a
consequent, this is really where God's first message gets hodge podged.
Within no time, Jesus was proclaiming himself to be the son of God, the
Messiah, the way and the truth and the life. He assured the world around
him that he was acting on s