Well, we all know that among other things, Amber prayed for God to deliver a perm kit for Jameka if Amber ever wins HoH. What other crazy-ass things would Amber pray for? (Feel free to have Amber put in a request for you!)

God, please make Eric stop being a douchbag and tell Dustin he isn't the real King just because he stole a King robe and crown

God, please keep my dog safe from harm and fleas.

Oh, and my daughter, too. If you have time.

Dear God, Please give Zach a bunny suit for Christmas so he can score some chicks. Amen.

Frosties and french fries for everyone!!!

Raindrops on roses!

God, please let Amber's eyebrows grow back.

God, please let someone post a picture of Amber in her hooker boots that she walked the strip in.

Dear God, please apparate (I know I'm mixing God with Harry Potter, but it's a great word!) into the BB House and tell all the famewhores you're not interested in their games, or lack thereof.

Please God give Eric a soul and a conscience and all grant the other Hamsters the power to see he doesn't have them already.

God, please give Amber a normal size mouth, it wasn't fair to give her a doubler and to stretch that mouth from ear to ear just hurts. While you're at it, you could also bring her hairline down a couple of miles. Thanks God.

Dear God, please make the world see that Ambore is as pretty as all of the girls on ANTM, so that Ceasar's will upgrade her to a showgirl hooker instead of just a waitress hooker.

Dear God,

Please give me a bigger butt. I mean really, really big, not just flabby. You don't understand. I don't even let my boyfriend touch my butt, even with the lights off. I want my boyfriend to love my butt as much as he loves my boobs. You don't understand. He loves my boobs and he would really love it if I had a big butt. You don't understand. Oh, and the perm for Jameka.


ETA: Did she say "Excuse me" to God when she made an ugly noise while she was praying on the broadcast show?

Dear God,
Please bring me tighter pants and shorter shirts to enhance my muffin top.
Thanks God!!! I looooove you!!
XOXO,
Amber
PS- Sorry about the drugs and prostitution!!

God, please help me to always find good parking spaces, and give me a butt like Jamee-Jamee-Jameeka's!!

Dear God,

Please find a hairstyle that looks good on me.

Please make Dustbin realize that he isn't really gay and that he loves me best of all.

And please, please... give my good friend Jameka a top that covers her breasts so that she doesn't hang out quite so much on national TV.

Thanks God.

Please God-slash-BB, can you grant me some cream for this rash?

Dear God,

Please apply some judicious Photoshopping to my online picture gallery so when Jameka gets out she will believe that some of my best friends are black.

Superficially (which means I sooo mean this SUPER alot, right?),

Amber

P.S. And please don't let Dick find out that my boyfriend looks older than him!

Dear God: If I choke or burp when praying, excuse me.

Are you there, OGG? It's me, Amber.
Please, OGG, I want to be on America's Next Top Model. I have the face, the hair, and the personality for it, OGG. If I can't be on America's Next Top Model, I want to be on COPS. I have the face, the hair, and the personality for it, OGG.
Okay, OGG, thanks for everything. I'm a good person and I love myself. I didn't mean to do drugs.
Thanks.
P.S. I'm out of Doritos.

Lightning is gonna get y'all for this topic.

Edited to remove smiley -- Mags

Mags started it! *points*

Eric made me start this topic.

Wrong Topic.

Amber is the Scarecrow from The Wizard of Oz. Oh Great Wizard, I mean OGG, All I need is a brain!

Oh great supernaturalsuperhero from the sky, please let me be able to fly like Tinkerbell! Oh and smite that friggin Ambore and Jammit, and please do it on TV so I can see it because I don't have the live feeds. Thank you.

Dear God-

Please smite all the Jews.

Thx.

Amber

Dear G,

Please can you tell me, what does "smite" mean, again?

Amber

God *sniff sniff * remember those clothes I bought for street walkin'..... well you know in your heart God that I never once was really going to use them. They are still on the top shelf of my closet next to my dog's swastika sweater & my confederate flag covered nightie.

Well, it means to inflict harm or dama... Oh, the OTHER G... Sorry

Original Gangsta Gary in da hizzy!

*WHIPPAH*

Oh Gangsta God,
I'm so sorry I did meth to have the energy to make money.
I don't want to do it again, but, OOG, if I do, please make it less expensive and readily available.
Oh, and please send me a dictionary.

Amber