Friday Frivolity: Messing with Calvinists

Heaven

A Calvinist arrives at St. Peter’s gates and sees that there are two lines. One is marked “predestined” and the other is marked “Free will”. Being a card-carrying Calvinist that he is, he strolls on over to the predestined queue.

After several minutes, an angel asks him, “Why are you in this line?” He replies, “Because I chose it”.  The angel looked surprised, “Well, if you ‘chose’ it, shouldn’t you be in the ‘free will’ line?” Slightly miffed, the Calvinist obediently wanders over to the free will line.

Again, after a few minutes, another angel asks him, “Why are you in this line?”. He sullenly replied, “Someone made me come here”

My Country Music Confession

I have a confession.

I like Country Music.

There, I said it.

Maybe it’s just me, but I think there’s definitely a stigma attached to Country Music. There is the perception that the music is quite hokey and that every song is about how the singer has lost his woman, his pickup truck, his favourite horse and/or dog.

A while ago, a girl whom I was rather rather sweet on, unashamedly declared that she really liked Country Music. For this, of course, I mercilessly teased her. In fact, that reminds of a joke…

Q. What happens when you play a country song backwards?
A. The guy gets his wife back, his truck back, stops drinking, and his dog comes back to life.

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