So Tebow dies & goes to heaven
He has just the kind of comfortable but not ostentatious house he's dreamed of. His family is all there. He has a big 12' Denver Broncos flag outside, and a neat little Denver Broncos-themed brand new Mustang (fitting, huh?) to tool around Heaven in. He's a happy camper, until he's riding around the neighborhood...
He sees lots of houses about like his, and everybody's very happy, and there is love and contentment all around.
But then he sees this gigantic mansion on a hill, gleaming in solid platinum, with the bright shine only interrupted by strips of ruby and deep blue. On either side of a 40' tall entrance door hang two enormous Patriots banners. In the driveway are a Rolls, a Bentley, and several exotic supercars all done up in Patriots colors. And on the front yard are six enormous Vince Lombardi Trophies.
Crushed but still a Godly man, Tebow prays.
"God, I am grateful for everything I have," he prays. "And even if you bestowed on me all the riches I see before me -- not that I deserve them -- I could not be happier in my afterlife than I am now, with what you have given unto me; verily, you are a just God and my cup runneth over.
But even though all this is true, I humbly ask, by your grace, since I am not worthy to ask so boldly save through your hand -- Why have you given all of this to Tom Brady?"
The skies part, and Tebow hears a deep rumbling voice in the sky.
"This is not Tom Brady's house," the voice says.
"It's mine."
thank you very much, thank you thank you. Don't forget to tip your wait staff, and a special thanks to Peyton Manning, the original inspiration for this oldie but goodie that's only better w/Tebow.
