Getting Religion

A burglar broke into a house one night.
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>He shined his flashlight around, looking for valuables, and when
>he picked up a CD player to place in his sack, a strange,
>disembodied voice echoed from the dark saying, "Jesus is watching
>you."
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>He nearly jumped out of his skin, clicked his flashlight out, and
>froze.
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>When he heard nothing more after a bit, he shook his head,
>promised himself a vacation after the next big score, then
>clicked the light on and began searching for more valuables.
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>Just as he pulled the stereo out so he could disconnect the
>wires, clear as a bell he heard, "Jesus is watching you."
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>Freaked out, he shone his light around frantically, looking for
>the source of the voice.
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>Finally, in the corner of the room, his flashlight beam came to
>rest on a parrot.
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>"Did you say that?" He hissed at the parrot.
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>"Yep!" the parrot confessed, then squawked, "I'm just trying to
>warn you."
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>The burglar relaxed. "Warn me, huh? Who in the world are you?"
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>"Moses," replied the bird.
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>"Moses?" the burglar laughed. "What kind of people would name a
>bird Moses?"
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>"The same kind of people that would name a Rottweiler Jesus."
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