I Like His Punchline

Ran into this little gem online.

It kinda sums up corners of the internet that claim a monopoly on truth.

There is barely a reason for me to comment on intrigue and controversy in the Church/ministry world being a #kidmin blog, but also because I have any personal relationship with those involved… put it this way, there is usually 50 reasons not to post and only a few reasons to write something. Those numbers need to reverse for that to be validated.

I present Emo Philips:

Emo Phillips


Conversations in Kids Ministry

At this years Kidshaper conference myself and my partner in crime Funny Man Dan created a special moment to parody the conversations that might happen in the life of ministers to children.

It was a blast creating this moment with Dan and took a little time to rehearse, but it was totally worth it to bring something special to every single person serving the kids of their Church!

Thanks to Andy Kirk at Kids R Us who put this up on their YouTube account you can enjoy the fruits of our labour! I hope it blesses you, I think you will be surprised at the end 🙂




Bible College Pick-Up Lines

I honour of the beginning of another year of our awesome Bible College I present a few helpful pick up lines… only for use in second year 🙂

“We have to go to a restaurant now! Because I have been praying and fasting for you all my life!”

“There you are, I have finally found my rib!”

“I tithed today… want to help me spend my 90%”

“Do you need help carrying your Bible? It looks heavy.”

“Your name must be Grace, because you are amazing”

“I noticed you crying during altar call, can I help?”

“I’m an Arminian unless of course you believe we are destined to be together.”

“I see that hand… holding mine.”

“Man it’s hard getting up for quiet time at 5 every morning, do you think you could give me a ring everyday just to help my time with the Lord.”

**results not guaranteed.


I Hate Sandcastles


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Love it.



The 2008 World Submarine Racing Championships

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Joke #16

Once every now and then I find a joke worthy of immortalisation… here is the most recent.

I cipro mg had a Japanese intern once; I asked him to get some supplies and he never came back. In the end I went to look for him and he jumped out waving his arms and shouted “SUPPLIES!”



Wife Bragging

Okay, little joke for all South Pacific dwellers! (Aus, NZ etc.)

Three men were sitting together bragging about how they had given their new wives duties.

Terry had married a woman from America, and bragged that he had told his wife she was going to do all the dishes and housework. He said that it took a couple days but on the third day he came home to a clean house and the dishes were all washed and put away.

Jimmie had married a woman from Canada. He bragged that he had given his wife orders that she was to do all the cleaning, dishes, and the cooking. He told them that the first day he didn’t see any results, but the next day it was better. By the third day, his house was clean, the dishes were done, and he had a huge dinner on the table.

The third man had married a Kiwi girl.

He boasted that he told her that her duties were to keep the house cleaned, dishes washed, lawn mowed, laundry washed and hot meals on the table for every meal.

He said the first day he didn’t see anything, the second day he didn’t see anything, but by the third day most of the swelling had gone down and he could see a little out of his left eye. Enough to fix himself a bite to eat, load the dishwasher, and call a landscaper.


The Evil Eye

Proof the web is getting cuter and cuter!


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