I think Job was kind of a doormat. I think, if I were a deity, I would want my worshippers not to act like doormats. If I'm acting like a jerk, I want to hear about it, that I may correct my jerky ways.

And honestly, I'd have a deity who comes across like the guy who makes up fraternity initiation rituals...TO THE EXTREME! It's bad enough we have a despot-in-chief who is like that.

Hmmm. Maybe there's something to that whole direct-line-to-God thing after all.

Is suddenly very scared

You don't need that, when winter comes the gorillas will just freeze to death.

And where are those confounded snakes?

On the plane! On the plane!

t /My Fair Lady

You don't need that, when winter comes the gorillas will just freeze to death.

Of course, that's what everyone says, but do we really want to base the fate of the world on that assumption?

If you can't trust Principal Skinner, then who you can you trust?

You don't need that, when winter comes the gorillas will just freeze to death.

Of course, that's what everyone says, but do we really want to base the fate of the world on that assumption?

Like what if they are really just bears in gorilla suits? Then they'll just hibernate.

Like what if they are really just bears in gorilla suits? Then they'll just hibernate.

I suppose we could trick them with drugged picanic baskets....

Like what if they are really just bears in gorilla suits? Then they'll just hibernate.

We can lure them away with Delicious Pots of Hunny.

ETA: Appropriate Pooh case.

Doormat? For half of it, Job is calling God a callous bully. And complaining that he'd love to argue his case to God, if only God would take his calls.

I need my copy of Ken's Guide.

if only God would take his calls.

This is the problematic part. When he just doesn't call you back, for weeks on end, and just sends you dead bunnies in shoeboxes? It is time to break up with him.

Job, I haev Sally Jesse on the phone. She would like to stage an intervention. Are you free on Thursday?