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He’s Jesus, though. Water into wine and all that crap? They probably figured he’d turn Judas Iscariot into a bagette or something.
I LOVE this!
I like you already…
Planning kinda takes the core out of the whole ‘potluck’ concept doesn’t it?
Besides, you haven’t lived till you’ve been to a community supper with 25 varieties of greenbean, onion and mushroom soup casserole
Well um.. we thought you could just magic some bread.. with some fishes.. and all that.. ?
Think what a great Food Network show that would be.
Sheesh you cannot just be whipping up magic bread. What if the guests are watching their calories? There is no magic bread on calorie counting charts everyone knows that.
And that’s the magic – no listing, no calories. Even Richard Simmons knows that.
Senor FFE
Wer ist Richard Simmons
I dinnae understan – the Guid Laird kens that we’re all Wallies – but he still has an affection for us
I s’pose if you’re not going to survive the Weekend, you’ll nae be that bothered about your Cholesterol levels
Das ist es, doch
Es macht man denken, nee
Alles gute
G E
Richard Simmons is someone who should have been deported to Ethiopia to make that country’s populace feel better about being malnourished.
if you’re going to turn the water into wine can we have white this time? We always have red.
Is not the miracle of a cabernet sauvignon enough??
You could strip paint with that stuff, how about a merlot?
You didn’t bring any bread and now you’re moaning about the wine!
I was just asking.. is that a sin? Well is it?
Has anyone got an abacus? I didn’t have the fish.
Oh eat your goats cheese and let’s just split the bill.
Don’t you oppress me! I was just saying..
Sure, sure, it’s his LAST SUPPER and you expect him to do all the cooking AND bring the wine. Jesus!
I wash my hands of the whole thing
And the cleanup, too? Oh, nice. Like, the guy’s going to be arrested in a few hours and you want him to spend it scrubbing pans?
It’s a matter of a discerning pilate . . .
And at that exact moment, a new religion was born along with the no carbs South Jerusalem diet.
Amen!
Screw the bread. The only thing on the table that matters is the wine.
In this we are as of one mind.