King: common Pharaoh!
Twenty years old is good only for one night!
You will be tricked!
I wish I was.
Servant 1: twenty, thirty, forty, fifty, sixty years will make
huge difference.
King: where's is the queen?
Where is our twenty years old!
Send her message on pager “one dollar and something, something
“.
She knows exactly what I am talking about.
Pastor: good morning sweethearts.
Queen: run away pastor.
You closed your church in the flood and left everyone behind!
Pastor: that was the idea.
We are not wonder land.
We are not emotional rollercoaster.
For your information, the government informed about the rain one month in advance.
It was on the news.
It's not my fault, everyone thought the government was joking.
Queen: it makes no sense.
Pastor: it was only raining non stop for two hours.
Queen: two days!
Pastor: sweetheart, you eat too many sweets.
Too much sugar.
Queen: so you figured this all out.
Pastor: I don't know what it means.
We can go to the church only when we know everything, everything.
Do we know why people didn't hide somewhere else?
Do we know why fell so much rain that day, twenty years ago?
All you can do, is forget about it.
You can sit next to me and we can talk.
Queen: King want me always have in mind Pharaoh, his slaves and
gold.
Pastor: does Pharaoh know where to find it?
It was long years.
See, may be he can see it in his dreams.
Queen: in details?
Pastor: you never know, keep the shining the lights on above
all the region.
