I don’t even own an actual iPod (in the sense of the word) but yet find myself posting about them again. This time of course, its entirely humerous, designed to lighten up your rainy Tuesday afternoon. Thanks to John for pointing this out.
You know he has one.
You know it’s the big 60GB model, loaded, flawless and gleaming and radiating a strange liquid ethereal glow and couched in a beautiful custom rainbow-colored biodegradable case made of clouds and eagle feathers and wine. And of course Jesus gets his iPods wholesale, given how he and Steve Jobs go way back, back to the time when Jobs was a scruffy twentysomething geek ever praying for revelation and God finally gave Jesus the green light to inspire the first Mac!