Jesus at the open mic. September 5, 2019
So I bumped into Jesus at the WaWa this morning…
Me: Hey, what’s with the flyers?
Jesus: I’m starting an open mic and I’m trying to get people to come.
Me: Wow. I didn’t know you did standup!
Jesus: Stand up, sit down, float around…I do it all! The only thing is, it’s a bringer show.
Me: I hate those. How many are you bringing?
Jesus: So far? Twelve. You feel like coming? I can give you ten minutes.
Me: Any restrictions on content?
Jesus: Well, nothing on race, sexual identity, religion, mental illness, and certainly no politics. You know how people are.
Me: Well that narrows down the topics quite a bit. Funny, I never thought of you as the censoring kind.
Jesus: Personally I don’t have a problem with it. It’s the club owner. He’s already blocked my Sermon on the Mount. I don’t want to piss him off again and lose the room.
Me: Sigh…I guess some things are even bigger than you my friend.
Jesus: Tell me about it. Hey… can you get me a Yoo Hoo and a hot dog while you’re in there?
Me: Of course.
Jesus: Bless you my child.
Me: Back Atcha.
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