It may of course seem very strange, and I it made me upset when I understood all that that implies, but it seems that in reality God is a truck driver Roger called. And this is not because God is everywhere, he knows everything because he has a CB he used and abused every time he crosses a mobile radar. Do not honk when small chicks in a Renault 5 while being flashed his buddies coming in the opposite direction, God boredom doubling of English trucks to 87 km / h on the voice of history left to piss off all those idiots who swoop down on him at full speed. With a little bowl and when the road is wet enough, it can still lead to a small pile with ten dead key. It is a bad outbreak of cholera, but it's been a long time that God has left down the mass purges. When God is tired of killing people for fun, he will enter a good steak frites at the Buffalo Grill at the rest area Rougnoles Sur Gouffion. Then it will piss a bowl, a fun good ten minutes with the automatic hand dryer will take a nap in the weeds, thinking of all those puppets who come to pray in churches to heaven so that 'they would just take the A80 and exit at thirty terminals Rodez to fall over.
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