Little known fact: what made the plague of frogs so irritating was that they all carried banjos and played "The Rainbow Connection" nonstop, day and night. 6.
Moses, nobody cares if you can't speak well. Just follow the script.
One more time, Moses, just do it. Seriously.
7.
Fine, Aaron, you do it.
God's snake rocked. They should've listened...but they didn't.
Bloody river. Nice one. They should've listened...but they didn't.
8.
Froggy plague; very creative. Frogs in the ovens, frogs in your bed, frogs playing banjo. Ah, finally a little response from Pharaoh.
Ooh, he took it back. That's cheap.
Gnat time. Joba Chamberlain would approve (baseball reference; look it up - midges in Cleveland).
Now the flies. No flies in Goshen, though. Nice; a little foretaste of deliverance. Well played.
Ooh, another takeback. That'll cost you.
9.
Bringing out the big guns now. Hit 'em in the wallet (or money purse...or whatever the Egyptians used).
Boils. Not cool. Lots and lots of boils. Not pleasant.
Now it's time to flex some muscle. Let there be hail. Just the insurance premiums alone had to be plague enough to bring about a little repentance. Again, a takeback.
10.
Locusts. Those things creep me out when they're flying at you. Not much left. A little fake repentance and another takeback. This guy's pretty dense (good thing we're never insincere, right? Right?).
Darkness. Alaska-style. Drives you crazy, I hear. Bad for the Vitamin D levels. Pharaoh's had enough...almost...
(Stay tuned.)
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