“Jesus offers the better retirement plan.”
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His Nibs has a pretty sweet gig himself, though. The Almighty set him up in business with an eternal supply of red pajamas, gave him a pitchfork to goose humans with and put him in eternal charge of running the show at the earth’s core.
Eternal job security AND getting his kinky kicks with torturing people endlessly being his job description as the boss. I mean, he could’ve landed a forever job doing something he didn’t enjoy (e.g. harp playing on a cloud til the end of forever).