MY LIFE-CHANGING RELIGIOUS EXPERIENCE

Many years ago I had a life-changing religious experience. I lent a hundred quid to a christian and never saw the two-faced hypocritical shit again. And remember this was in the days when a hundred quid was worth something - like, er.. a hundred and five quid. Not only that, but I gave him a lift home, all the way from London to Stoke-on-Trent. I recently saw my brother wearing a badge that said WWJD, which he said meant: What would Jesus do? Well, he wouldn't sod off with a hundred quid of somebody else's money. That's for sure. Mind you, he wouldn't come from Stoke onTrent, either. Who would?