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| dafremen |
Little is spoken of God's eighth day. There's a reason it's been stricken from all but the most obscure oral traditions of the most obscure tribes and sects on the planet. According to legend, here's how the 8th day went down: God gets back home after sleeping off a mean hangover on the 7th, picks up the empty bottle of Jack, the crumpled up green-residued sandwich baggies and restores the Trailer Park Boys DVD Box Set to its place of honor on the mantel. It's at this point that God starts wondering what the details of his week long blackout might be. Back tracking to the front door and beyond, his thoughts upon viewing Creation for the first (conscious) time went something like: "Holy shit! What the FUCK was I THINKING?! Now I'm going to have to come up with an Apocalypse...again!" This is not the end of the story. Only the end of the written portion.. |
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