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Dear Jesus,
Me and some friends recently pulled off a massive bank
heist for the craic. Well not so much for the craic as to
pay off this guy who we ripped off a few years ago.
Anyway, the problem is that now the police think it was
these other guys who stole the money and it's
threatening the whole stability of this little tiny
country-ette (we don't really know if it's a country or
not). Me and my buddies feel real bad about this and
don't know what to do. Any ideas?
George C.
P.S. We really don't wanna give back the money.
Dear George,
I wouldn't worry about it, these things have a way of
working themselves out. Sure it's all in good fun
anyway. Those provos have had it coming for a while
now.
All the best,
Christ
Dear Jesus,
What's going on?!
Gerry A.
Dear Gerry,
I dunno Gerry, my powers of omniscience have
somehow failed me this time. Just hang tight buddy.
(heh! heh! heh!)
Christ
Dear Jesus,
Thanks a lot there, we really needed your help and you
came through, Ulster won't forget this.
Yours etc,
Dr. Ian P.
Dear Ian,
Don't thank me, don't think I don't know who you've
been hanging out with to get your favours, and frankly
I'm hurt. What's he got that I don't, eh? Well you just
watch out mister, a messiah crossed is a messiah
scorned. Your uppance will come!!
Christ
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