"Seriously, Paul... just toss down the Frisbee already."
So I was like, "bro, do you want someone to do that to you? Well, then don't do it to them"
Oh Ye of little faith!
Where's Judas? Say that Jesus! Say where's Judas!
And on the 7th day Frankie went to Hollywood. And lo, he did relax. And it was good.
The somewhat lesser known Evangelist Doofus suffered from a hearing disability.
"Messed are the bleak?"