Here are some random videos that I may or may not have posted in the past. I do apologize because they’re not all completely clean or appropriate, but strangely enough I find them all pretty flippin’ funny. I tried to avoid clips from shows (i.e. NBC’s hit show The Office) but I couldn’t help but put Southparks take on Evolution. Check em out and enjoy…
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I’m supposed to respond to getting tagged by my friend r1, and I will, but I just can’t stop thinking about snaps.
Yeah, I said it. I’ve got snaps on the brain…
You are so useful and very small
You hold my daughters clothes together and she’s small too
I owe you my life for without clothes she’d be nude
And if I caught a dude
looking at my daughter in the nude
he’d become food
for a horse.
But though you’re useful, you’re also kind of a pain
there are so many of you just to hold some jammies all covered with stain.
What happened to velcro, zippers and elastic?
Why can’t my daughter wear jeans that are plastic?
So many snaps for such small clothes
It bugs the heck out of me and all my hoes.
I’m tired of snaps
on all these baby wraps.
she cries
she cries
she cries while I fumble at the snaps.
Why I'm Getting Plastered Tonight
I love this…
The book of Acts, the story of the beginning of the Spirit of God’s in-breaking into the world through and around Christ followers, starts off by telling about the first supernatural Spirit moment. Jesus’ twelve closest companions (minus the Judas and plus the new guy) start speaking in different languages. They didn’t know these languages, in fact these men were considered the Jewish equivalent of white trash (Galilean, if I understand the history correctly). And yet people from dozens of different countries who spoke dozens of different languages all of a sudden understood their words. A miracle. But as with any miracle there are always skeptics. And the skeptics said “Whatev, these guys are just wasted (drunk)”.
Here’s the part I love…
Peter’s response wasn’t “Umm, excuse me? You think we’re drunk? Don’t you know that we’re Christians? We don’t drink. Drinking is wrong because it could lead to getting drunk.” or “Only sinners drink. We’re Christians…so obviously we haven’t been drinking.” No, his response was “We’re not drunk! It’s too early for that. People don’t get drunk this early in the morning!” Is he implying that all the Apostles were going to get wasted later that day after they were done baptizing thousands of people into new relationships with Jesus? I doubt it. But it sure is intriguing.
is this funny?
Sex
I’m taking this out of context. If you want the context you’ll have to read Rob Bell’s book Sex God. Otherwise, I thought this was interesting. What do you think? (oh and by the way, the “you” is referring to women)
Do you realize that you’re worth dying for?
You don’t need to give yourself away to someone who won’t give himself to you. You don’t need to use your body to get what you need. It’s a cop out for not being a certain kind of woman-a woman of dignity and honor.
Some women only know how to relate to men by making a series of transactions. They want to be wanted, and the man wants, the man wants what lots of men want. So they trade. Essentially they strike a deal with men, time and time again.
I have what you want, and you have what I want, so let’s make a deal. I need this, you need that.
Some women learn at an early age how to negotiate. They need to be loved, to be validated, to be worth something, and they discover that by giving a little of themselves to a boy, they get what they need in return. It’s a cycle, a pattern that can stay with them their entire lives.
Sex becomes a search. A search for something they’re missing. A quest for the unconditional embrace. And so they go from relationship to relationship, looking for what they already have.
This search is about that need.
But sex is not the search for something that’s missing. It’s the expression of something that’s been found. It’s designed to be the overflow, the culmination of something that a man and a woman have found in each other. It’s a celebration of this living, breathing thing that’s happening between the two of them.