Tuesday, May 12, 2009

Day One...I make fiction with my mouth.

And on the 9th day, at about, oh, 6-ish, God created Ebel, and said, ...

"I don't remember making that.

Seriously, where'd that come from?

Listen, I know I was a little hammered after the 7th day Wrap-party, but seriously folks you gotta not let me do that.

What! I gave it a name!?

Shit, now I got to keep it. Ok, (scratches beard) ok, I-I know what we can do. (sets it on Earth)

ok, ok, everybody, gameplan: I'm just gonna leave it there for awhile

NO, Mary I am not Abandoning it, im just,...letting it be.

OK, yes thank you, thank you jesus, thanks for reminding me about Lucifer, yeah I totally forgot. Right, thanks.

Hey HEY DON'T JUDGE ME; alright, that guy was a freak show ok? I cut my losses on that guy.

This will be totally different. I'll watch him. Oh, look , you see, he's already eating some grass. He'll be fine. You'll see."
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