Sunday, November 05, 2006


My friend, Pudinhand Wilson, is worried.

“If I go to hell for being gay,” he asked, “will I have to hang out with that creepy minister from Colorado?”

“Pud,” I reassured him, “if there were a God you’d be dead. If there were a hell, you’d already be there.”

“Thanks,” he said, “I forgot.”

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