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Hello, My Name is God
God’s nametag is a big, bright billboard on Broadway.
It has flashing lights that change color,
red blue green purple red
one after the next in a rapid, seizure-inducing fashion.
God’s nametag is filled with those stunningly gorgeous models that stop you in your tracks to make you
wonder how they got their hair in such perfect curls, or how long they had to work out
to get muscles like those.
God’s nametag advertises those shows like Wicked, the ones that everyone hears about
and everyone wants to see but can’t because the cheapest tickets are $200 for seats where you can’t see anything anyway.
Now, I have never seen this glorious, seizure-inducing, stop-you-in-your-tracks billboard.
Maybe it is because I have never been to New York.
But I also wonder if it’s because I’m colorblind, or don’t want to pay $200 for horrible seats,
or maybe it’s just because I’m aware of the joys of Photoshop.
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Favorite Quote:
"A Person's a Person no Matter how Small"<br /> and<br /> "A Rose by Any Other Name Would Smell as Sweet"<br /> and<br /> "God helps those who help themselves"