Non-Christan Hang Out

Started by finti28 pages

I had a vision

Do tell...................I'm into visions.

I had a vision that some poster here really tried the brown acid

😑 😂

Wasn't me...

I think the posters speaks for them self, I believe I could post better in a state of coma than some of the posters contribution to this forum 😈

It wasn't me.... ❌ It wasn't me It wasn't me It wasn't me It wasn't me.......I'm ok....really, I am.....I was just born like this......

goonie goo goo

NO....that's you......

Me yesterday though.

I have a dream.................MLK

MLK died for his dream though......

among others

OH....everybody dies.............In body that is..... 😄 .............the essence goes on and on and on and on..........see look at mine....It's everywhere.....It's radiating quite filling the whole room as I speak.

I almost hesitate on this one,, but........

One day Mrs. Jones went to have a talk with the minister at the
local church. "Reverend," she said, "I have a problem, my
husband keeps falling asleep during your sermons. It's very
embarrassing. What should I do?"

"I have an idea," said the minister. "Take this hatpin with you.
I will be able to tell when Mr. Jones is sleeping, and I will
motion to you at specific times. When I motion, you give him a
good poke in the leg."

In church the following Sunday, Mr. Jones dozed off. Noticing
this, the preacher put his plan to work. "And who made the
ultimate sacrifice for you?" he said, nodding to Mrs. Jones.

"Jesus!", Jones cried as his wife jabbed him the leg with the
hatpin.

"Yes, you are right, Mr. Jones," said the minister. Soon, Mr.
Jones nodded off again. Again, the minister noticed. "Who is
your redeemer?" he asked the congregation, motioning towards
Mrs. Jones.

"God!" Mr. Jones cried out as he was stuck again with the hatpin.

"Right again," said the minister, smiling. Before long, Mr.
Jones again winked off. However, this time the minister did not
notice. As he picked up the tempo of his sermon, he made a few
motions that Mrs. Jones mistook as signals to bayonet her
husband with the hatpin again.

The minister asked, "And what did Eve say to Adam after she bore
him his 99th son?"

Mrs. Jones poked her husband, who yelled, "You stick that
goddamned thing in me one more time and I'll break it in half
and shove it up your ass!"

"Amen," replied the congregation.

ooo, I saw a little Johnny version of that one, where he was poking a girl with a pin in Sunday school.

Dammit i have to find a good joke for you all( hmm a non trinidadian one, that you all can understand)

Sunday school 😂 found memories for me....................not so found for the teacher though

hmm , what exactly do you do at sunday school???

my Ex, got me to go to church with him once, and i got a headache, the pastor spent 2 hrs yelling on the mike to bring over one point. I prefer to go Satsang( temple) , have more to think about.

Originally posted by debbiejo
OH....everybody dies.............In body that is..... 😄 .............the essence goes on and on and on and on..........see look at mine....It's everywhere.....It's radiating quite filling the whole room as I speak.

Oh my God....I can see..hear dead people....... 😱

u mean U can read dead people.lol

Originally posted by fini
u mean U can read dead people.lol

What happen here? Now I have to clean up all these dead bodies. This always happens to me when I go to a party. 😈

Dead?????

Dreams never die.....they always go on.....and on.........