Jesus

The sales brigade for Jesus turned up on my doorstep this morning.

This time it took an interesting twist.

I don’t know why but I told them that I thought I might be the next prophet but not yet revealed to the masses.

You’d have thought they’d be interested in another product line. But nuh, just a general retreat towards the street.

I yelled after them that they should be wearing hats. It is a hot day after all, and ‘sin’ was actually a mistranslation of ‘skin’.