But first...
Dulltown, UK: Today's featured marsupial is the Tasmanian devil.
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'Hello! I didn't know that you frequented this café.'
'Frequented'? I've been coming here for yonks.'
'Yonks?...'
'Yes.'
'Shall I join you, or are you busy with something'?
'No, no, do sit down.'
'I see that you have your notebook out. What are you working on'?
'I'm writing some hymns.'
'Hymns'?
'Yes.'
'But I thought that, you were - an atheist'?
'I am.'
'But...'
'No, but I do like hymns.'
'Really'?
'Oh yes.'
'But the words, the words....'
'The words, the words? I don't care so much about those, I don't really bother with them, I just like the tunes.'
'I see.'
'You see, the tunes are always easy, and easy to remember...'
'I suppose so...'
'So that the audience, er, the congregation, poor deluded things, will find them easy to learn and repeat them.'
'Ad nauseam?'
'Yes, ad nauseam, but bloody good tunes.'
'Right ho...'
'Look! Look!... They should be arrested by a police officer! And fined fifty quid, every time!...'
'Sorry! What? Where? Who?...'
'Those cyclists riding across the square! You should phone the police'!
'Should I?...'
'Yes!'
'Er... what do you think of the European war'?
'Eh?... The what?... Oh yes, that'!
'Well?...'
'What is the most important thing, in the world...'?
'Eh? Erm, well - getting on with folk, feeding people, stopping the climate change killing us all off...'
'Hm...'
'What do you mean, by Hm...'?
'The most important thing is money! Years ago, if we hadn't decided on that, we'd all be alright now.'
'How come'?
'People all over the world buy tons of stuff, and fuel, from criminal politicians and dictatorships, and when these crooks go over the edge, go mad, we don't know what to do!' We totally rely on the buggers'!
'Oh...'
'You might as well say oh'!
'I just did... But tell me, about your hymns.... Oh, look! More cyclists tearing about the square...'
'Ha!... Shall I sing one of my, just finished, hymns to you'?
'Well, quietly - the café is full of people...'
'Are you ready'?
'Yes, alright then...'
'Lovely lovely lovely Lord!... Lord of Creation!... You are great!... Magnificent! Magnificent! And everlasting, everlasting!... And loving, loving, loving, too, too, too!...'
'I like the tune, very much.'
'Thank you. Oh, look, yet more cyclists! Phone the police! Phone the police!...'
'Ah, too quick! They've gone'!
'Phone them anyway!...'
'Oh, alright... But do carry on singing, though...'
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