We are ALL slow-pokes compared to Jesus.
“Daddy, will there be potties in heaven?”
“No honey, I don't think you'll have to worry about going potty in heaven.”
“(panic) What do you mean there won't be potties?!”
“It just won't be necessary honey.”
“But daddy, I'll really REALLY have to go pee!”
“I don't think so dear.”
“Fine then,” she says, “I'll just go on the grass!”
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We are the roadrunner, and the coyote is Satan.
Wow, mom, Jesus is older than YOU GUYS!