The parable of the ancient 'blogger' who didn't update his blog.

He was in one of those countries in the ancient Middle East and Jesus walked among the people in a market that smelt a bit of two or three day old fish.

Obviously, there were no computers in these days but the fishmongers liked to spend their time writing things on small pieces of wood, with sharp little fishing knives, that they later tried to get written up on scripts or in the few books that existed. Most of them had heard of a new book, called The Bible, that some guys were getting organised and they tried to write things that could work in that book. Consequently, they weren't spending as much time as they should have selling fish. Hence the smell.

The locals called these fishmongers 'bloggers' because they wrote what was often called 'bullshit' on their little 'logs'. Although it was said in a foreign language, this is the first time that the concept of the word 'bullshit' was defined. 

Jesus stopped and asked one of the fishmongers what he was writing. The man replied, "Well mate, I have a pair of balls so I call my little stories 'pair of balls'. I suspect that, as history has its effect and languages change, the spelling of my little writing miracles might change too."

"What is your name?" asked Jesus.

"Well, the fish that I sell are called Bass, so I write under the name of Vikard's Bass Bag. See that guy over there? He spends more time trying to sell his fish than writing. He calls himself The Chondrichthyes. You can see his little piece of log sitting by him, unused. That other guy, a bit further down, sells fish one day, then he spends time boring holes in things. He calls his writing Dod's boring snapper."

Jesus thought for a while and had a quick prayer with his Father in Heaven. Then he approached the guy named Dod. Jesus spoke to him. "Hello Dod, I have friends who are working on a book that will change the way people go through life. This book will be called The Bible. To cut a long story short, we're going to need bloggers to contribute. I hear that your writing efforts are inconsistent. We don't need holes bored in wood, we need words. Also, your fish are starting to smell."

Most historians agree that this is how parables started.

"I remember this day. Everything
written here is true."