  It's the strangest thing... People are fucked.. I think. I just got back from the gym, and on my way tumbled right into a scene from.. i don't know what.. maybe a South Park episode?
I saw Jesus. With his Cross. No. Fucking. Shit. Actually, I've seen Jesus around a few times lately. The other day I saw him crossing Belmont Ave in front of our car, while we were stopped in gridlock. I guess gridlock might equate to Hell, actually, I'm pretty sure it does. Anyway, Jesus crossed in front of me with his little old wood-rotty cross, and then the light turned red and we drove on.
Today, I saw him again - crossing Belmont, but closer to my apartment. Maybe he lives around here? This guy is insane. He has long flowy black hair (would you expect anything but? ), and a black moustache beard thing, just like in pictures. Well.. maybe thats just what I think he looks like, I'm kind of scared to look at him in case he singles me out anyway.
There are two possible outcomes of being singled out, as I see it, (Hell, or being Called) neither are good. He wears a long flowing (again, Jesus and the flowing..) white robes, and a little crochet satchel, the type I would have bought years ago at urlLink Trade Aid in Picadilly Arcade. Jesus wear jeans - under his robes of course. But the thing that really got me? Jesus wears Nike's too. Hell Yeah. 
