>A burglar broke into a house one night. 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.
>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." Freaked out, he shone his light
>around frantically, looking for the source of the voice. 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 kind of people that would name a Rottweiler Jesus
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