I’ve been destroyed so many times it doesn’t matter anymore. I’ve failed and gave up a million times only to rise back up.
Wait a minute. That sounds suspiciously like Jesus. Maybe I’m Jesus, “The indestructible janitor.”
Coming soon to a theater near you in Dolby stereo.
I believe you are joking and if so it was rather funny. But there is always my cardinal rule. Anytime I find myself asking ‘Am I Jesus’ I might need to consider talking to a doctor.