Who Says God Doesn't Have A Sense of Humor

After having told the following story at work today, and realizing just how redemptively amusing it was, I decided that I would post it, and share it with my fellow blogateers. This will be a rather short blog entry, but hopefully entertaining nonetheless. A few months back, during a Friday afternoon at work, when the store was pretty busy with lots of shoppers milling about, I noticed a man outside the store who seemed to be doing some kind of cock-eyed salsa dance on the sidewalk. I wasn't sure what to make of it at first. I kind of figured either he was mentally ill, or maybe he just REALLY liked to dance...a LOT. Well, all that changed in a hurry when he suddenly ran straight to the door, opened it up, and at the top of his lungs yelled "SATAN LIVES AND RULES!!!!!" Now, at that point, everyone in the store was pretty much reduced to a collective awkward silence. That is, until.......as he turned away from the door, and began running toward the other end of the lot, his foot caught the wooden garden frame that runs along the sidewalk, and he literally went horizontally into the air about two feet, and continued to land smack dab on his pretty little face. He laid there for about 7 or 8 seconds until he and 'Satan' slowly, and finally got up and walked away. Many were amused that day. I know I was :)