Saw nothing at all like this on my flight to Minneapolis

They didn’t seat me in row 666, there were no pamphlets on salvation, and the seats — cramped though they were — were a hell of a lot more comfortable than those pews look. And frankly, the pilot’s rapping wasn’t nearly good enough to cause the spontaneous generation of breakdancing angels.

Via Everything Is Terrible, where they know their quality whargarbl.


  1. sinned34 says

    Reminds me of the crap all the other kids used to listen to in youth group back in the day. Steven Curtis Chapman, DC Talk, Amy Grant – I hated them all. But now I want to bust out my old Deliverance, Tourniquet and One Bad Pig albums.

    I do have to add that Tourniquet’s Pathogenic Ocular Dissonance is still a brilliant prog-metal album, despite the godbot lyrics.

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