Look here Ma, that durn POKO has started up a blog on this here internet thingamabob.
BillyBob, have you done finished milking the cows? You know reading that tripe POKO writes wont get the chores done!
Okay Ma, I'll do my chores now and read the blog after I feed the pigs. That durn POKO, he's always up to something...






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   Feb 13th, 2005  

Jesus Is Watching You

A thank you from Snug Harbor that posted the following. Any good christian believes that Jesus is watching over us at all times. Hell, even when we're sound asleep:

The burglar was creeping noiselessly through the darkened home, filling his bag with various valuables. As he reached his hand out to a box of jewelry, he heard a voice say, "Jesus is watching you." Shaken, the burglar stopped. For a full minute he didn't dare breathe. Finally, he switched on his flashlight and carefully played it around the room, but saw nothing. Convinced that it must have been his imagination, he turned off the flashlight and continued in his quest for another man's wealth.
He was busily unhooking a stereo set when he again heard, "Jesus is watching you." This time he nearly jumped out of his skin, he was so freaked out. Beads of sweat popped out on his face, and as he switched the light on again, the beam shook violently from his terror. He looked about the room, and noticed a birdcage in the corner. Upon closer inspection, he discovered a parrot in the cage.
"Are you the one that spoke to me just now?" asked the burglar. "Yes, I am," said the parrot. "Why did you say 'Jesus is watching you?'" asked the man. "Because I felt like you needed to be warned," replied the parrot. By this time, the man was over his fright and was more than a little irritated at this smart mouthed parrot that had tried to scare him.
"What's your name?" asked the burglar. "Moses," the parrot said. "Hah," the man said, guffawing. "What kind of people would name their parrot Moses?"
"The same kind of people that would name their Rottweiler Jesus," replied the parrot.

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