Monthly Archives: January 2010

Politics Schmolitics, Sports

Brit Hume Forgives You For Following a Stupid Religion

brithume.jpgI’ve heard that Tiger Woods is a Buddhist. Perhaps if he converted to Christianity, he could find the redemption he so desperately needs.

You see, Buddhism can not offer forgiveness for one’s sins because Buddhists do not believe in sin. Only Christianity can offer Woods the condemnation of a vengeful god which requires penance. A true state of grace can only be achieved after going through the heavenly gifts of guilt and misery.

I was once like Tiger, minus the billions of dollars and legions of eager groupies. Then I gave my life over to Christ, and became the joyous, love-filled man you see before you today.

I want to make this clear: Tiger is free to practice whatever religion he so chooses. That’s one of the many wonderful rights we enjoy as Americans. I simply believe he should consider changing that religion if he doesn’t want to burn for all eternity in the unquenchable fires of Hell.

Tiger’s wife and children may be disappointed with him, but he needs to get on his hands and knees and beg forgiveness from Jesus Christ, because that’s who he has truly wronged. You see, a man does not truly own his ding-dong. He simply borrows it from The Lord. And when you do terrible things with that ding-dong, Jesus is unhappy.

Think of your male organ as a rental car. It should be returned to its maker in the same condition as when it was given to you, with a full tank of gas.

As for those of you with lady parts, The Lord does not want you to think about them in any way, shape, or form.

I also read somewhere that Buddhists don’t believe in shoes, which just seems weird to me. Then again, Tiger usually wears cleats on the links, so obviously it’s a religion with some wiggle room.

Ultimately, this is a journey that only Tiger can make. However, the greatest gift Jesus gave us was the power of forgiveness. So no matter where that journey takes Tiger, as a Christian I forgive him for his transgressions, and for following a dumb religion that makes no sense and is wrong.

Seasonal Fare

2009: I Heard You Jerks Talking About Me

2009 here. Remember me? Doesn’t ring a bell? I’ll give you a hint: I’m the year you’ve been bad mouthing for the last month. Yeah, that one.

I heard what you guys said about me. What a horrible year. Can’t wait for this year to be over. Next year’s gotta be better than this one. You people think I’m deaf? Or do you just hate me so much you don’t give a shit whether I hear you or not? Insensitive assholes.

You didn’t have a shitty year, okay? Shitty things happened to you during the year. That’s not my fault. A year is just a timeline on which events occur. If somebody runs a red light and hits your car, do you blame the street? I don’t think so.

It’s not my job to make sure your life runs smoothly. How about taking responsibility for your own actions instead of a buncha squares on the calendar? Believe me, if I had the power to make people’s lives harder, you woulda had a lot rougher time this year during me.

And did anyone ever thank me for continuing the march of time and keeping it from coming to a grinding halt? No, of course not. Assholes.

At my wrap party, I told 2010, “Everybody loves you now, but just wait until December. People were once cursing 2008 and begging me to begin, you know.” He just nodded and turned away to chat up some chick. Stupid punk. Think he knows everything. He’ll learn the hard way. They always do.

This time next year, when you’re cursing out 2010 and wishing for the good old days of me, you know where I’ll be? On a beach somewhere, laughing my ass off. Good luck this year, you pricks. You’re gonna need it.