• “Back on the ferry, I sip some vodka on the rocks and have a chat with God.

    Me: (desperately) What the *&%$# am I going to do?

    God:

    Me: (surprised) Really? After all those Sundays of being a back up singer for Jesus, you got nothing to say?

    God:

    Me: (humbly) Help me out here.”

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