~ Where the Sun Will Never Set on Our liberty ~
Washington Redskins and Armageddon
Indians I understand are mad at the team name the "Washington Redskins". When interviewed it was not the name "Redskins" that offended, but rather being associated with Washington DC. They also feared the problem below:
Martina Lottski was very worried. She knew that she and her husband and 2 kids were the last decent people in Washington DC and she knew that God destroyed Sodom and Gomorrah when there were less than 10 decent people there. That was when God appeared to her.
* God: "So, how you doin dere Martina?"
* Martina (thought - of course God would be Italian, the Vatican ... duh)
* God: "Listen Martina, I love ya cute face lady, but ya gotta get outa Dodge"
* Martina: "Can't I just put goat's blood on the door?"
* God: "Can't do that no more... not after heaven was sued by PETA and the ACLU"
* God: "Get out before the debt ceiling opens the gates of hell"
* Martina (thought, this is odd, debt goes up, hell is below, but who am I to question? And who is the lame script writer of this stuff?")
Martina and family shut their tiny bakery shop where they made red, white and blue cakes with a sign on the door "Die Screaming! Commies!", and began to leave. But the city was jammed. Illegal immigrants were everywhere counting the latest government money they had gotten and were rushing to mail it to Mexico. White House and Congress people were sleeping everywhere dreaming of more power and riches and of whom they were sexting to next. CNN and MSNBC were holding an Obama worship service in town that attracted few people, other than union people paid to be there, but many cameras.
At last they were free, but on their way out their son looked back. God punished him by turning him into a liberal. Martina got on her knees and begged God "Please, anything but that!!". God then said "Okay, instead have him say two Hail Mary's and delete his internet history". Then God said "Unlike Obama, I negotiate".