the power of prayer

i was actually raised in a cult. you may have had some of its members come and knock on your door. you guessed it.....jehovahs witnesses. but around the age of 13 i started to develop some critical thinking skills and realized i was living a rather goofy existence. all those cultish rituals...meetings and prayers. so i decided to do an experiment on the power of prayer. all my life i had been praying for everything and everyone i knew was asking for shit in jesus' name also. i wanted to see if prayer accomplished anything. my hypothesis was that if i prayed to something else then none of my prayers would be answered. so looking around the room i searched for something to pray to..something i could always take with me. then it hit me. i could pray to one of my testicles. but which one? not wanting to show favoritisim i decided to pick one at random. i spun in circles then pointed to one which happened to be my left one. so for the next month i prayed all the time to my left nut. amen. i carefully charted the outcomes of my prayers and at the end noticed something quite astonishing. my prayers to my genital were answered at the same 50-50 rate that my previous prayers to god were. i was flabergasted. this was big news! plus being a 13 year old boy it was wonderful to have such a neat deity to pray to. and i even came up with all kinds of interesting ways of daily worship....uuhhh wait maybe that should be private between me and my deity. so anyways back to my point. prayers are goofy and they are a waste of time. so knock it off allready.