Saturday, June 29, 2013

I’ve decided to be a prophet when I grow up.

You see, I met the deity of the right wing, and (s)he’s way cooler than they give credit.

(S)he did ask me to deliver a message:

“I gave you intelligence so that you could reason things through. The world has changed since the bible was written, so many, many years ago. Common sense would dictate that priorities and procedures would have to change, too. Use the friggin noodle I gave you. Because if I have to come back down to earth to straighten this out, so help me, I’m gonna leave the domestic house cats in charge!”

I look at Max and Spike.

Trust me, you don’t want that.

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