An astute and spiritual reader of TheSpoof.com who apparently visits the haunts of Pointer with religious regularity was recently gazing at Pointer's pointer when it was noticed by the anonymous observer that an image that looked an awful lot like Mary, the Mother of God could be discerned after only two minutes of cross eyed staring.
Thinking his eyes or his mind's eye may be playing tricks , a second witness was called to the computer. Sure enough , this time after only 1 minute and 30 seconds the other fell to his knees and began worshipping the apparition. After an email to the editors and a visit from the local very ordinary bishop from the Roman catholic diocese, the appearance was accepted for study.
Not losing any time, Pointer, in its usual superb ability to sniff out a chance to score some dough, opened up TheSpoof.com's first Miracle Market and Religious Reliquary. From now on just by visiting the see our writers' chockful site of the writer turned spiritual entrepeneur and seeing the virgin, TheSpoof.com readers will receive 50 days of indulgences off their inevitable sentences in Purgatory. (Visiting TheSpoof.com does carry at least 100 days in Purgatory and more if you stare at the great set of tits that gets used an awful lot by clearly lonely and repressed writers).