A burglar broke into a house one night. He shined his flashlight around, looking for valuables when a voice in the dark said,
âJesus knows youâre here.â
He nearly jumped out of his skin, clicked his flashlight off, and froze.
When he heard nothing more, after a bit, he shook his head and continued.
Just as he pulled the stereo out so he could disconnect the wires, clear as a bell he heard:
âJesus is watching you.â
Freaked out, he shined his light around frantically, looking for the source of the voice.
Finally, in the corner of the room, his flashlight beam came to rest on a parrot.
âDid you say that?â he hissed at the parrot.
âYep,â the parrot confessed, then squawked, âIâm just trying to warn you that he is watching you.â
The burglar relaxed. âWarn me, huh? Who in the world are you?â
âMoses,â replied the bird.
âMoses?â the burglar laughed. âWhat kind of people would name a bird âMoses?ââ
âThe same kind of people who would name a Rottweiler âJesus.ââ
âJesus knows youâre here.â
He nearly jumped out of his skin, clicked his flashlight off, and froze.
When he heard nothing more, after a bit, he shook his head and continued.
Just as he pulled the stereo out so he could disconnect the wires, clear as a bell he heard:
âJesus is watching you.â
Freaked out, he shined his light around frantically, looking for the source of the voice.
Finally, in the corner of the room, his flashlight beam came to rest on a parrot.
âDid you say that?â he hissed at the parrot.
âYep,â the parrot confessed, then squawked, âIâm just trying to warn you that he is watching you.â
The burglar relaxed. âWarn me, huh? Who in the world are you?â
âMoses,â replied the bird.
âMoses?â the burglar laughed. âWhat kind of people would name a bird âMoses?ââ
âThe same kind of people who would name a Rottweiler âJesus.ââ