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Hello Friends,

   Hector Santa-Cruz woke up at 10:15 on June 5th and cursed God. “I’m late for work! Why do you never do what I want you to do?” he asked with an infantile tone. “Why don’t you work?!” He stepped into his Camry and headed to Tustin Middle School, already devising a lie for his tardiness.

   At 10:32 he was hit by a Chevy Tahoe from behind.

   “God…I have no faith in you, you suck, you stink!” He wheeped. “You are the worst!”

    Insurance was switched, and Hector, dejected, continued on his way to the Middle School.

    At 10:45 Hector Santa-Cruz was stuck in traffic, apparently a bed of seagulls had flown into the road and refused to move.

   “You are a jerkwad! A King Ass! A Butt-gulch!” He screamed. “Screw you!”

   Prepared to be fired, he arrived at Tustin Middle School at 11:05…to find the school destroyed by Islamists. Everyone there was dead. Suddenly, a pigeon flew into Hector’s hand, a message written on its wing.

    Hector,

       I will never leave or forsake you, ever.

                                 -God and Jesus

                                                                            Please believe in God.

                                                                                         Shakedown