What the...?
I saw this billboard near Lorena, Texas, which is on I-35 between Austin and Waco. There was no way I was leaving that area without getting a picture of it.
We Texans have always had a strange attraction to propane. I've always thought it was perfect that Hank Hill sells it. The folks who created "King of the Hill" know something about Texans.
But until I saw this billboard I had not considered the spiritual value of the compressed, flammable gasses. Comfort for the soul? Perhaps we're witnessing the birth of another major religion. If so, the Propanites are going to be MAJOR competition. I mean, preachers have always been full of hot air, but even my best sermons can't light your grill.
I hope they're at least monotheists. If we're having an interfaith dialogue, I don't think it will be fair if they get extra time to talk about their other gods - butane, methane, and natural gas. I pray they don't wear turbans, cause that's a shootin offense in some rural Texas counties these days. I don't mind turbans myself, ya understand. I just don't want any more violence.
Course, most of us Texans know that if you put a bullet into a propane tank, you're in for a heap-a-trouble. Maybe their fiery god will protect them after all.
Dear Lord, let them be mystics and not evangelists. If a man shows up at my door with a propane tract in one hand and a hamburger cooking on a grill, I might be sorely tempted to jump ship.
I wonder if my seminary degree would transfer?
rlp
8:33:38 AM 
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