Well, apparently that's what some idiotic priest from Brazil had. You may notice I phrased that in the past tense. Looking on the bright side, if he does believe in god, he should be talking to him right now.
Why? Because the 'poodle-brained-priest' in his infinite lack of wisdom decided to raise some money by attaching himself to hundreds of helium balloons. Now I don't know if he was pissed on communion wine or something but it's exactly the sort of half-baked idea I come up with I'm pissed.
In itself, it appears to be a plan concocted by Wile E Coyote and in reality, it ended in the same comical fashion.
Thus, Buzz Fuckwit duly got togged up in a silver jump suit, complete with parachute, crash helmet, GPS, a radio and the IQ of a retarded badger.
Once the people on the ground had let go of the ropes, he shot upwards at an alarming pace alledgedly screaming "Jesus Fucking Christ". Meanwhile, the people on the ground applauded merrily at the flying priest and his new prayer.
Several days later he disappeared from the radar and out of communication muttering something about wishing "they'd explained how the bloody GPS thing worked."
The latest news is that popped balloons are washing up along the coast of Brazil, but as yet no sightings of Buzz Fuckwit. Still, I'm sure that if there is a god he's far too busy to be popping balloons for the fun of it - I mean that would be plain silly.
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I read about this twat, funny! Leave the Badgers alone, or you'll get bovine TB!
I don't know, if I were the Goddess, I would consider popping those balloons the epitome of fun.
"This is a test of our faith but Jesus tells me he is safe on land," said parish coordinator Denise Gallas.
Jesus is the name of her parrot, apparently.
JG -> I like badgers - it's the retarded ones that are dangerous
Princess -> But you could be doing more interesting things like inventing new creatures or burying dinosaur fossils somewhere
Mr F -> hmmmm - safe on land or safe at landing - either way the balloons were in the sea so unless he glided.....
Praise to Him on high. Apparently he went to 30,000 feet, that's almost inner space isn't it? I bet he didn't have permission from air traffic control either.
He obviously knows (or knew) absolutely nothing about ballooning - a bit like me.
*Shuffles back to Windsor Castle*
I'm with the Princess on this one. One at a time... slowly.., over the circling sharks.
Seriously?! Such waste of technology...
Very reminiscent of the sixties and 'Lucy in the sky with diamonds' or LSD.
So, erm, your current reading material is... the label on a bottle of JD, as I rightly surmised? Or am I very wrong indeed?
More of a Darwinist, is he, now ?
Natural selection - Gods way of saying "Get off my lawn".
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