As I traversed a midtown Manhattan subway corridor, in the space of perhaps 50 yards I was accosted by no less than four equal, yet important groups: the Scientologists, the Jews for Jesus, the Evangelical Protestants, and finally, the Jehovah’s Witnesses. Note that now that Sun Yung Moon is a “legitimate business” (owning UPI and the Washington Times), his people haven’t been seen for eons.
Previous record for that corridor: two. Was I tempted to use the straight-arm and knock these people down in the manner of Robert Hayes in Airplane!? Surely, I must be joking. I’m not joking, and my name isn’t Shirley.
Does this mean that the end is nigh? Or, possibly worse, a return to the sensibilities of the 1970’s?
Stay tuned.
tdog
Historical Earthquake!
Devastating Tsunamis!
Thousands Dead!
Millions Homeless!
But first,
Liza Minelli fell out of bed and bumped her head. Let’s go to our Entertainment Reporter who’s standing by….
I picked the wrong week to give up amphetamines.
TD…you might consider an alternative route…
If it ain’t the above mentioned groups, it’s the homeless guy. Usually I get it in Penn Station.
MUST we return to the sensibilities of the 70’s? Once through it was painful enough.
Oh Rhubarb,
Dust in the Wind, dude.
All we are is dust in the wind.
I have video surveillance of you in that tunnel, TD (for other purposes). From the look on your somewhat miserable mug, I would think that all religions would be calling out to you.
Don’t be surprised if one day, you just “go native.” Just don’t line up with the krishnas; I couldn’t stop laughing at the sight of you in a sheet, singing “hari hari.”
Hassan–
Hari rama to you, and have a beer, why don’t you. Enjoy the holiday season, big guy. Party like its 804 A.D.
Ah, TD. From your lips to Allah’s ears. What a year it would be. But, when you see how much energy will cost within the next year or two, it might as well be 804. Heck, 788 for that matter.