We made the moon our mirrorball

I ronically enough at around the same time I was talking to my friend Courtney about Jesus and his estranged brother. then I told her that God is a smoker and when people pray for help and that sort of thing, s/he goes, "Wow, that fucking sucks. What are you going to do about it?" All while breathing out the smoke seductivly from his/her mouth. At which point Courtney started laughing and I thought, "Roxie would know how to respond." Here's to you my friend *raises yogurt container in salutations* and our simulataneous conversations about Jesus.