With a crackle and hiss the tiny goblin materialized in the center of the cavernous chamber. Disoriented, he glanced quickly from side to side, taking in the astonished looks of the small party of battle weary adventurers who had summoned him, before, finally and fatefully, looking up into the rapidly descending jaws of an enormous dragon. In a tiny, squeaky, quivering voice he uttered the only words of his brief and ill-fated existence... "oh shit".
Wednesday, April 12, 2006
Bow before me... or don't. Whatever.
So, I was thinking of becoming a god. The problem is that I'm not really that motivated or, for that matter, that good of a person (see the Mr. T thing below). So I'm thinking of being the god of Laziness. Not quite Bacchus (sp?) because he is also the god of wine and stuff. I'm thinking just the god of Laziness in general. Why broaden on the subject? And heck, that kind of fits in with my whole godly demeanor. So, if you want to worship me, go ahead. Crash out on the sofa with a 2 liter of soda and a bag of chips watching whatever comes on the tube. If not? Oh well. Like I care, really. I just don't have the energy.
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soon enough you'll be a god--to your son
Yeah, so I had a response to this post the other day, but I can't remember what it was. Oh, well.
Brilliant comment :D
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