On our mission trip tour in 2005, the guys from m28 and I were headed through Arkansas on our way to Florida. Yes, it was a car full of men and we were slightly directionally challenged, but were going to Little Rock to play a concert for our friends at the FUMC North Little Rock. On I-40, we passed by a billboard that had a girl with pig tails and a hat on backwards staring at a bowl of rice like she had found Hannah Montana at the bottom od the bowl (tiny pic of it here). The text next to it said "Rice. Awesome!" From then on we no longer said awesome ... instead, we just said "Rice." As in "That was totally rice, dude." "That was a rice solo." Of course, there was a day when awesome was reserved for God ... a God who lets weeds and rice grow together. How was that for a set up. I'd say it was pretty darn rice. Just like this is:
And this is not:
I bet that girl could tell the difference between the rice and the awesome imitator, but I sure couldn't.
God is so rice.
Wednesday, July 30, 2008
Rice ... Awesome!
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