If God ate Shishkabob.

"Dad, if God ate shishkabob, I'm pretty sure it would taste like this. No wait. If God MADE shishkabob, I'm pretty sure it would taste like this.

         ...is that blasphemous?"

"...Maaaybe a little bit."



Also, someone please come up with a theme song for this. Pronto.


Make "Team Lift!" sound like the most kick-a crime fighting team ever.

Thanks.


...I think my family forgets how weird I am. But then again, my mom and I were just talking about "spidey senses," so really, they shouldn't be surprised. I was genetically predisposed to be this way.