God’s Vacation The archangel Gabriel tells God he’s concerned: “You’ve been working pretty hard, Lord, creating stuff and running the universe and all that. You deserve some time off.” “Well, Gabe, I did rest on the seventh day, you know.” “Sure, Lord, but that was a long time ago. Why don’t you knock off for a couple of weeks, go somewhere quiet, and just relax?” “Anyplace in particular you recommend, Gabe?” “I’d suggest one of those outlying planets where not much ever happens. How about a vacation on Earth?” “For Christ’s sake, Gabe, don’t you remember? I took my last vacation there! It’s a pest-hole of gossipy small-minded provincials, even if I do say so myself. I started out having a great time. Met this cute little Jewish girl, had a bit of a fling, but it’s two thousand years later and they’re still talking about it!
– Pharyngula: Trolling faith-heads: your efforts here are futile