Wednesday, 16 September 2009

Tramp Stamp

For me, this does'nt work as a tramp stamp.

Well, wha'td work for you you ask..?

1 And they came over unto the other side of the sea, into the
country of the Gad'arenes.
2 And when he was come out of the ship, immediately there
met him out of the tombs a man with an unclean spirit,
3 who had his dwelling among the tombs; and no man could
bind him, no, not with chains:
4 because that he had been often bound with fetters and
chains, and the chains had been plucked asunder by him,
and the fetters broken in pieces: neither could any man
tame him.
5 And always, night and day, he was in the mountains, and in
the tombs, crying, and cutting himself with stones.
6 But when he saw Jesus afar off, he ran and worshipped him,
7 and cried with a loud voice, and said, What have I to do with
thee, Jesus, thou Son of the most high God? I adjure thee by
God, that thou torment me not.
8 For he said unto him, Come out of the man, thou unclean
9 And he asked him, What is thy name? And he answered,
saying, My name is Legion: for we are many.
10 And he besought him much that he would not send them
away out of the country.
11 Now there was there nigh unto the mountains a great herd of
swine feeding.
12 And all the devils besought him, saying, Send us into the
swine, that we may enter into them.
13 And forthwith Jesus gave them leave. And the unclean
spirits went out, and entered into the swine; and the herd
ran violently down a steep place into the sea, (they were
about two thousand,) and were choked in the sea.

Least you've got something to read.


xoggoth said...

Bastard. I had completely forgotten his treatment of those nice little pigs. Even more of an atheist now.

Chertiozhnik said...

Yeah, and he went and fed the five thousand on fishwiches. Where's me roast pork sarnie, I axed.

You don't want to eat that, mate, He replied, it's mad.

Lost in Translation said...

Would beat thinking about baseball I guess. But what if she gets friendly with a non-English speaker? She's really limiting her options, I'm thinking. She should at least supply a translation dictionary. Would make some good conversation:

Stamped Tramp: "Ooh. Yeah. Achmed!"
Achmed: "How you say this word right here?..."

Chertiozhnik said...

Were I banging her from behind, I would be exercised by the stray apostrophe in "there is no limit to it's faith".

Dab of Tippex, that's what she's begging for.