“I have a feeling God finds us pretty funny,” he told New York magazine. “But that’s all the speaking I should do for God — he doesn’t go around talking about me.”
The next morning before I got up, they were playing with the snake,” Goff told WJAX. “One boy said, ‘I’m going to kiss it in the mouth,’ and the snake bit him in the face.
We’ve got this perverse situation in which the vast analytic powers of the entire world are being spent trying to understand a guy whose thoughts are often just six fireflies beeping randomly in a jar.