I went fishing with Moses this morning and every time I cast my line the S.O.B. would do his parting of the waters trick and my bobba would smash on the slightly moist ground.
He can be a real pain in the neck at times.
"Which one of us has God as a friend" he touts.
Then I said, "Which one of us was the moron that got lost in the desert for 40 years"?
Oh he got so ticked off he burned all the riverside bushes and turned the water into blood, day over. He has such a short fused temper.
I guessif I were 3,456 years old I'd be a little edgy too.