Hmm.
HMM.
It seems that holy powers may have intervened in my daily blasphemy, the internet connection at the hotel cut out while I was typing the mormon joke of the day. A sign from above? I think so. But Jeebus or no Jeebus, I shan't be outsmarted when it comes to the deleriously nerdy, such as blogging. I have slyly moved faster than the creator this time and have moved to a different computer, so brace yourselves and double stitch your sides... it's time for...
THE DAILY CUP O' HOLY JOE!
Joseph Smith comes home early one day to find one of his wives with her bags packed and leaving the house. Joseph asks, "What's going on?"
She replies, "I'm leaving you, Joe."
"Why?", asks Joseph.
"Well, there's talk going around that you're a pedophile."
"Pedophile? Me? A pedophile?", Joseph exclaims, "That's a pretty big word for a 14 year old there, missy!"
AHAHAHA... that's almost worth the time in hell I just earned myself.
On a sidenote, I feel it is my duty to share with you that it was on the radio earlier today that a group of frenchmen had gone missing in the mountains today. My mother was morbidly thrilled it seems because we have french people coming for dinner tonight and this would make for ideal dinner conversation. It was just corrected that the missing people are in fact not a group of frenchmen but a group of teenagers. You could literally see the disappointment etched across my mother's face when she heard the bad news. Special. Just a little bit special.
