Growing up as Jew I heard the story of God appearing to Moses as a burning bush many a time. I always assumed by ‘bush’ the torah meant shrubbary. Today something happened though, that makes me re-think this assumption.
As I was walking home from the train a crazy and/or drunk man approached me (as they often do) and informed me of this: “My father is dead. But its okay because he up in heavin’ eatin’ lots of bush”.
You heard it here first… God’s hangin out in heaven with a whole different kind of burning bush.