There was once a a devout religious man that after a long life of dedicated worship, found himself in a spot of bother.

He had fallen into some lake, where he struggled to swim, he only made things worse.

He found himself right in the centre of the lake and proceeded to start drowning.

A boat came along and offered him help, but the man simply replied,

"It's ok, God will save me"

So, the boat continued on and left the man.

A second boat came, and the man remained strong in his convictions.

At this point the man was growing very tired and his head was almost under, when a third boat appeared.

Once again, the boat offered help and the man refused, but this time he ran out of energy and drowned.

The man woke up and was now in Heaven and Infront of him stood none other than God himself.

The man angrily asked, "God, why did you not save me?"

God simply replied, "I sent three fucking boats, you moron!"

The moral of the story is: don't be afraid accept a little bit of help sometimes because God only knows we all need it from time to time.

haha this one was pretty good, not going to lie. 

This was a fun story to read! I miss seeing posts like this. I hope you will come back soon (: