Nov 08 2009
Sunday Sacrilege: God is a Mighty Duck

Thanks to the above “sign” sent to me by Gawd, I now understand that the most high, true deity of the universe and beyond is a duck. Or maybe a goose.
Consult the evidence for yourself. It’s right before your eyes — in the form of a photo I took of Greek ruins in Sicily. See the supernatural fowl? Yep. It’s a sign alright.
The image of a generic hippy-like Jesus on a grilled-cheese sandwich? Please. I’ve got that beat by a long shot. My sign is on a massive, solid-stone pillar, thousands of years old. Here, I’ll make it easier for you to see the truth.

Praise be to the mighty duck! Or goose.
I know what you skeptics are thinking: this is a textbook case of pareidolia, of finding significance in a vague, unintentionally produced image. But the Mighty Duck knew you would do this. By crying foul you actually provide further evidence of His Quacking Ways.





I refuse to believe that gawd is a fan of that hockey club from Anaheim!
Quack!