The Hallmark shop has My Buddy Jesus. I'd seen him advertised and had to have one. I couldn't find him. I was thinking if they have all this Disney pedo stuff and no Jesus I'll be damned if I ever come back. I asked the lady. He was hiding in the very back of the store. You have to look for Jesus. I got the big cuddly one, but they have three sizes: a Barbie sized one, and a pocket one that says "I'm always with you" on the back. Ron likes him. He was squeezing him and saying, "I love Jesus". He was asking him questions, like should he have a Mt. Dew? He gave that up for Lent. Jesus nods and shakes his head, so he's better than a Magic 8 Ball.
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