

Pigeon Defense StrategiesSteadily the bus approached, insert name found a seat next to an elderly man crocheting undergarments from very fine horse hair. The man had a dark completion, his face withered with age. His cloths where rather shabby yet he could have pulled of a respectable look if it weren’t for the cryptic grin frozen on his face. Insert name only noticed said man after he made several high pitched clicking sounds which sounded like something a squirrel would say to an steadily approaching semi. The bus sped up, at which point the man started blinking erratically as if to suffocate an unseen fly that somehow found it’s way under his lids. The bus continuPigeon Defense Strategies


Conversations with GodMe: hi God: Hello. What is your name? Me: that doesn't matter right now God: At this moment What does matter? Me: I'd like to know who made you God: Interesting. I was created by Myself. Me: isn't that a bit arrogant? God: That depends. Me: on what? God: The context. Me: well what about your context God: How about that. Are you asking about my context? That's rather personal. Me: is it now? The way I see it, you belong to the people who believe in you, without them you're nothing God: Oh. I assume so. Which way is that? Me: nothing? God: Not a thing. &nbConversations with God
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