Well, what if he was?

He`d be in a nuthouse.

Jabber's not letting on it's him! :hihi:

Is "Dog" just "God" backwards?

Is "Dog" just "God" backwards?

........seY

Well, what if he was?

What, do you mean just a slob like one of us, just a stranger on the bus, trying to make his way home?

What, do you mean just a slob like one of us, just a stranger on the bus, trying to make his way home?

That's exactly what I mean.

Just a stranger on a bus?

Do you think God would catch a bus in South Yorkshire?

I think the busses round here are the work of the devil.

To be fair I thought that film 'Dogma' cleared it up that God is Alanis Morissette and I'm a bit alarmed that some of you don't know this.:o Spread the good word:thumbsup:

To be fair I thought that film 'Dogma' cleared it up that God is Alanis Morissette and I'm a bit alarmed that some of you don't know this.:o Spread the good word:thumbsup:

What a great film! I've got no TV at the minute so I put this on on Saturday as I'd not seen it for a while.

It would be nice to think that God was like Alanis but I can't imagine a woman God would cause so much suffering in the world, unless she's too busy playing Skeeball!

What if God was all of us?

If I was god Id give whelks right of way on public roads.

WAIT!


Morgan Freeman ISN'T god?????

NOWAI?

it'd be a pain, with all the smiting and such going on on the bus/in tescos.

As God is instantly recogniseable - we'd know for sure L@@K :wow: (http://www.bobross.com/art/splash/splash4b.jpg)

He was. 2000 years ago He came to Earth in human form. Jesus was His name I believe and as a result one of the biggest religions started.

Well, what if he was?

Then we'd all be 'gods'.

Z

Is "Dog" just "God" backwards?


Well done cliff, you've mastered the English language.
Your certificate is whizzing its way through the post :thumbsup:

Z

Who did that song? I like it and I want it now :)

Ithink if god looked arond our so called wonderfullplanet hed be on his bike and away.:hihi:

Who did that song? I like it and I want it now :)

Joan Osborne, on the album "Relish".

Sheryl Crow as well I think, Although probably later on

well thankyou, i now have that bloody song stuck in my head! minute i read the title and it was there!

Joan Osborne, on the album "Relish".


ahh thank you :thumbsup: loving the song :D

Well, what if he was?which one of the gods are we talking about ?:)

stupidest thing i have EVER heard:loopy:

More to the point, what if god WASNT one of us? What if hes just a huge uncaring entity who doesnt give a damn about us?

Worse than that, what if he didnt exist...?

Cue dramatic music...

More to the point, what if god WASNT one of us? What if hes just a huge uncaring entity who doesnt give a damn about us?

Worse than that, what if he didnt exist...?

Cue dramatic music...


What do you mean "What if?" I don't believe such a thing does exist, but there's another thread for that.

What do you mean "What if?" I don't believe such a thing does exist, but there's another thread for that.
Did you know that there a collection of people who think god was an astronaut.Iread it on one of my spam tins.Hm:confused:

What do you mean "What if?" I don't believe such a thing does exist, but there's another thread for that.
The whelk thread?

Did you know that there a collection of people who think god was an astronaut.Iread it on one of my spam tins.Hm:confused:

yeah but I wouldn't trust anything those spam people say, regarding the existence of a god or the ingredients of their product!

The whelk thread?

funnily enough... no. The "Does God exist?" thread :thumbsup:

although I guess it would shame a lot of people if the almighty creator was a whelk. But then I guess they'd say something to "big up" this truth along the lines of "he is omniscient, omnipotent and benevolent, so why not a whelk?"
to which i would reply; "according to the christian bible humans were created in God's image so either this god Jabberwocky speaks of is the god of us, the whelks, or Jabber is a whelk himself. :)

i'm done... I don't know what's with me tonight :loopy:

I could be a god. I WAS asked, but...Im just too damn modest.

yeah but I wouldn't trust anything those spam people say, regarding the existence of a god or the ingredients of their product!



funnily enough... no. The "Does God exist?" thread :thumbsup:

although I guess it would shame a lot of people if the almighty creator was a whelk. But then I guess they'd say something to "big up" this truth along the lines of "he is omniscient, omnipotent and benevolent, so why not a whelk?"
to which i would reply; "according to the christian bible humans were created in God's image so either this god Jabberwocky speaks of is the god of us, the whelks, or Jabber is a whelk himself. :)

i'm done... I don't know what's with me tonight :loopy:
Best post of the night, ithink.:confused:

I'd sit and get chatting to him on the bus (as we do now and again). This follows me pushing past the smelly people. I'd make sure I sat down next to him. As I sit down, I'd briefly mention how busy it was, whilst making side glances at his white beard. The bloke sat on the back seat looks a bit weird, glad I didnt sit there. I'd chuckle now and again at the bus drivers crass driving as he pulled out on other motorists. As I took hold of the old ladys arm who nearly ended up with her bottom on the floor thanks to a sidestreet pull out which forced the bus driver to "jam on" suddenly, I'd comment on the crass inconsistencies of modern living. At this point the old lady departs the bus at her stop, thanking the young man (me). But God looks on, I'm led to believe, casting NO judgement. Suddenly, just as I switch to the 1008th track on my ipod (call me greedy), there is a quick glance between god and I. One of those glances which scream, we need a beer. Without further ado and through the powers of telepathy, we leave the bus on West Street and have a good old putting the world to rights chin wag in which we establish a good friendship. All is good. Maybe god was the old lady grabbing on as the bus jerked to a sudden halt... but we didnt realise. Maybe god was the bus driver fuming at the guy that didnt let him pull out even though the highway code states that the bus was in the right. Was God the smelly bloke at the rear of the bus? Nar! He was sat next to me. Well he was... before we drank in the pub and put the world to rights. But where did he go? The next morning I awoke with the worst hangover known to man - but I was being selfish, for mine was self inflicted. Maybe god was the saddo on the back shelf, minding his own business but was bound to get funny looks? Maybe, god is actually one, if not all of us.

Is god - an old man in a frock with an intolerance to gillete? Maybe he is all of the above.

I'd sit and get chatting to him on the bus (as we do now and again). This follows me pushing past the smelly people. I'd make sure I sat down next to him. As I sit down, I'd briefly mention how busy it was, whilst making side glances at his white beard. The bloke sat on the back seat looks a bit weird, glad I didnt sit there. I'd chuckle now and again at the bus drivers crass driving as he pulled out on other motorists. As I took hold of the old ladys arm who nearly ended up with her bottom on the floor thanks to a sidestreet pull out which forced the bus driver to "jam on" suddenly, I'd comment on the crass inconsistencies of modern living. At this point the old lady departs the bus at her stop, thanking the young man (me). But God looks on, I'm led to believe, casting NO judgement. Suddenly, just as I switch to the 1008th track on my ipod (call me greedy), there is a quick glance between god and I. One of those glances which scream, we need a beer. Without further ado and through the powers of telepathy, we leave the bus on West Street and have a good old putting the world to rights chin wag in which we establish a good friendship. All is good. Maybe god was the old lady grabbing on as the bus jerked to a sudden halt... but we didnt realise. Maybe god was the bus driver fuming at the guy that didnt let him pull out even though the highway code states that the bus was in the right. Was God the smelly bloke at the rear of the bus? Nar! He was sat next to me. Well he was... before we drank in the pub and put the world to rights. But where did he go? The next morning I awoke with the worst hangover known to man - but I was being selfish, for mine was self inflicted. Maybe god was the saddo on the back shelf, minding his own business but was bound to get funny looks? Maybe, god is actually one, if not all of us.

Is god - an old man in a frock with an intolerance to gillete? Maybe he is all of the above.


i kinda didn't get it but from what i did manage to understand i think is a good and valid idea :thumbsup:

and ooh... i think it would be nice if God was a woman.