Lamb: The Gospel According to Biff, Christ's Childhood Pal
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Overview
The birth of Jesus has been well chronicled, as have his glorious teachings, acts, and divine sacrifice after his thirtieth birthday. But no one knows about the early life of the Son of God, the missing years ' except Biff, the Messiah ' s best bud, who has been resurrected to tell the story in the divinely hilarious yet heartfelt work ' reminiscent of Vonnegut and Douglas Adams ' (Philadelphia Inquirer).
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Author Information
Bio of Christopher Moore
Christopher Moore is the author of eight previous novels: The Stupidest Angel, Fluke, Lamb, The Lust Lizard of Melancholy Cove, Island of the Sequined Love Nun, Bloodsucking Fiends, Coyote Blue, and Practical Demonkeeping. He divides his time between San Francisco and Hawaii. He invites readers to e-mail him at BSFiends@aol.com.
Customer Reviews
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Posted June 13, 2007 by gregvanker, Sylvan Lake, MI
Lamb by Christopher Moore was by far the funniest book I have ever read. I highly recommend this book to anybody with a sense of humor.
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Well Written, Clever ReadPosted July 18, 2009 by JKWheeler, New Mexico
Christopher Moore puts words together with wit and sensitivity. A stand out book. I'm looking forward to reading everything he writes.
Additional Info
Imprint
HarperCollins
Filesize
976.82 KB
Number of Pages
464
eBook ISBN
0061227501
Excerpt from: Lamb by Christopher Moore
You think you know how this story is going to end, but you don't. Trust me, I was there. I know.
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The first time I saw the man who would save the world he was sitting near the central well in Nazareth with a lizard hanging out of his mouth. Just the tail end and the hind legs were visible on the outside; the head and forelegs were halfway down the hatch. He was six, like me, and his beard had not come in fully, so he didn't look much like the pictures you've seen of him. His eyes were like dark honey, and they smiled at me out of a mop of blue-black curls that framed his face. There was a light older than Moses in those eyes.
"Unclean! Unclean!" I screamed, pointing at the boy, so my mother would see that I knew the Law, but she ignored me, as did all the other mothers who were filling their jars at the well.
The boy took the lizard from his mouth and handed it to his younger brother, who sat beside him in the sand. The younger boy played with the lizard for a while, teasing it until it reared its little head as if to bite, then he picked up a rock and mashed the creature's head. Bewildered, he pushed the dead lizard around in the sand, and once assured that it wasn't going anywhere on its own, he picked it up and handed it back to his older brother.
Into his mouth went the lizard, and before I could accuse, out it came again, squirming and alive and ready to bite once again. He handed it back to his younger brother, who smote it mightily with the rock, starting or ending the whole process again.
I watched the lizard die three more times before I said, "I want to do that too."
The Savior removed the lizard from his mouth and said, "Which part "
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By the way, his name was Joshua. Jesus is the Greek translation of the Hebrew Yeshua, which is Joshua. Christ is not a last name. It's the Greek for messiah, a Hebrew word meaning anointed. I have no idea what the "H" in Jesus H. Christ stood for. It's one of the things I should have asked him.
Me I am Levi who is called Biff. No middle initial.












