
Item two - a picture I had Pooteewheet take in South Dakota the week before because I thought my friends might find it amusing.

Can I pick my friends, or what?
And item three - an A & W Sign Tall Brad saw on vacation. I don't know about you, but I find myself extremely unlikely to discover Jesus at the bottom of a root beer (or orange) float - though my pareidolia does extend to clocks and grilled cheese sandwiches, among other things. If you're not familiar with Isaiah 53, by the way: "And God so loved root beer floats and Coney Cheese Dogs, that he did send his only son, Jesus, down to fetch him some as he had the wicked munchies. "

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