as i was trying to say, you are what's special about this place. i've traveled such a long way and you are the only person i've met who's up and about. | so we're the only two people left on the entire planet, awesome. i don't know i'd go so far as- | -ah, so that's what it means. what? | y'know that incessant laughter you hear in the back of your mind? you hear laughter? | can't you? anyway, the day you showed up it changed to more of a belly laugh. hmmm, that's probably why i didn't hear you sneaking. and this all means? | god thinks my current predicament is riotously funny. you believe god is laughing in your brain ... you believe in god?! | not at all. but you just said... i'm having trouble keeping up with your shifts in thought. | it's not that difficult man, we're both speaking sanskrit after all. | zing! |
by Lliam Amor, Dan Beeston and the Goatlord.
©2009 Dan Beeston
In the land of bLog, the effervescent are stripped of their awards and flesh then given over to the most unholy of ritualistic driving instruction.