A lady found a Cheeto shaped like Jesus on the Cross.
She said she was upset because she was fat and she asked God to help her and then lo and behold (insert chorus of angels singing here) she pulled a crucifix shaped cheeto out of the bag.
She hasn't eaten a cheeto since then.
Everyone please stand and join me in our next hymn.
What a friend we have in Cheetos.
Light and crunchy, on our lips.
How we love to snack on Cheetos.
cheese on our fingers, fat on hips.
Young and old all love their Cheetos.
Who can--nnnn resist that cheeta's groove?
Grab a bad and sing the praises.
I think the Heavenly Father would approve.
AMEN
I knew all those years as a baptist would pay off one day.
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