Sunday, August 2, 2009

Conversations With Kid Funk.

I woke up this morning to this:

Kid Funk: If Morgan Freeman and Sam L Jackson were preachers, Freeman preaching on Heaven and salvation and Jackson preaching on damnation, wouldn't a soul go to Hell. Heaven would be crowded.
Me: I'm very much inclined to believe that.
KF: For sure Freeman would make you believe and Jackson could scare the devil right out of you. Matter of fact, I might write a letter to someone, see if we can't match them up in a feel good exorcism movie.
Me. Duuuuuuuude, and if we could just get Billy Graham in the movie and just have him nod and point a few times. That's icing on the cake. I'd make a chocolate cake and vanilla icing reference, but geez.
KF: People would come out of the theater saved and washed with the blood of the Lamb, be in church the next Sunday, singin Go, Tell It On The Mountain.
Me: The world would be turned into one great big Pentecostal church service. People would still be yellin at each other, but it'd be spirit filled yellin.
KF: "Imma go get saved again!"
Me: Wait. What about the Jews? They wouldn't even go see it. Heck, they were at the cross, and they STILL don't really believe.
KF: Yeah... Somethin about God's people... I don't know.
Me: Maybe if Seth Rogen got saved...
KF: Ha.
KF: If anyone could convert a Jew, it'd be Freeman and Jackson.
Me: I'M TIRED OF ALL THESE MOTHER LOVIN UNSAVED PEOPLE ON THIS MOTHER LOVIN PLANET!
Me: He'd have to say lovin, see. Because of the whole not being able to curse. Really, I'd consider him a black Paul. Paul had trouble with cursing.
KF: It's the message that counts.
Me: That's right. Paul wrote half the friggin New Testament. I'm sure he let a "damn" or somethin slip when he made a typo. I mean, it's the Bible. You can't have typos.

This happened around 9:30 this morning. I'm just giving you a peak into our little world. He actually has a great point. Sam yellin, Freeman cooin. Kind of like a spiritual good cop, bad cop. Either way, today will be a good day.