Dyslexic Blasphemy

My god is called God.

 

I took God out for a walk.

God crapped on my neighbour's lawn.

I rubbed God's nose in his own s**t.

Reviews

[Emily Rose]

... This is just plain brilliant. It reminds me of that joke about the dyslexic agnostic insomniac. You really get your (blasphemous) point across in a matter of a few lines and with no room for false interpretations. Part of me feel like it should be defending God, but I don't particularly feel like it. Good job.

[The Archangel Gabriel]

Fascinating! Great write!

-Gabe

[Natasha Ashway]

Hmm. Smartass!