Speed Bump by Dave Coverly for September 30, 2018

I never realized Heaven was so market-oriented. You get your choice of wings?

Can I get “buffalo”?

Those wings really make him seem a bit cuckoo.

He didn’t – just drank a Red Bull. Now if you’ll excuse me, I’m off to play Halo Infinity.

He must have a H*LL of an appetite after all that calorie burn!

Ideal when one wants to taste the nectar of the gods.

Choose insect wings and you can pretend to be a pixie.

Heaven is a concept embraced by churches as a selling point because everything they told you about reality turned out not to be true.

We still need Joe Allen Doty in Tulsa to tell us over and over about how angels don’t have wings – the good old GC days…