*We’ve Come For Your Miraculous Menorah Oil*

What we know about dinosaurs we know because Jesus saved
for us the information? What sound your sin? My worms ain’t
ready to roar through me just yet. Can I borrow your Christmas
lights? Cadaver scavenger hunt. Whatever happened to the high
schools in our cemeteries? That’s what happens when you start
seeing everything as if it were arranged by a deranged designer.
My boss just said, “We’re dangerously close to hitting ignition
on the next calamity.” Mind if I pull over? I’m almost outta gas.