NEVER WRITES …
… but there’s no end of people cashing in on it.
Folks, I give you (SFX: drum roll here please, make it GOOD~!)—
I’m not ready yet … so I’ll just have to add it to my list of World Endings. There’s oodles … and sooner or later they must be right (like expecting your Lotto numbers to come up—they will, eventually. Give ’em long enough)(the gamble is whether it will be in your lifetime).
“Mr Argus, Sir?”
“Yes, Little Virginia?”
“Sir … you know how last Sunday everyone was upset about the Vicar’s sermon? How he kept raving on about the world ending very soon?”
“I don’t think there’s any need to worry, Sir … I passed by his house on the way here, he was outside planting apple trees.”
Dammit, that’s tomorrow, for us Kiwis!
So we’re going to end tomorrow. Okay, I can live with that.
I imagine you rest-of-the-world folks will be a bit behind (after all, we were the first into the 21st Century~!) and the poor ol’ Poms (that’s them Brits) will be the ones to close the door on all our behalfs (behalves?).
THE TRULY SAD
thing is that if they’re right the poor apocalyptic evangelicals will never get a chance to brag about it. (Not unless ol’ God sets aside a wee ‘Speakers Corner’ part of Heaven for them.)