God and the devil walk into a bar-
Stop me if you've heard this one before.
God was in his Sunday best and the devil in Prada, of course.
The two order drinks and laugh like hell.
Then god tells the devil he misses her.
The bartender asks the two why they broke up, suggesting compromise is key.
The devil looks god in the eyes, smiles, and says,
"I loved him dearly, but I never felt like me."
Aug 28, 2017
Aug 28, 2017 at 8:25 PM UTC
God and the devil walk into a bar-
Stop me if you've heard this one before.
God was in his Sunday best and the devil in Prada, of course.
The two order drinks and laugh like hell.
Then god tells the devil he misses her.
The bartender asks the two why they broke up, suggesting compromise is key.
The devil looks god in the eyes, smiles, and says,
"I loved him dearly, but I never felt like me."
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