A Blasfemur
This lawn ain't gonna mow itself.
Two. One to actually change the bulb, and the other to videotape so Christians can't claim God did it.
By the time youre finished with the breast and thighs, all you have left is the greasy box to put your bone in.
To put the bones on the other side.
Ah jihad to Betere. Ah you had to be there