Year Eighty eight of the Waffle council,
Stevenson Larkin, scribe 18B.
Book of thoughts.
;; When life gives you radioactive lemons, you make glow-in-the-dark lemonade ;;
Grandmaster Baghor's sermon was rudely interrupted today by a flying train just as I was rudely interrupting it with my snide comments about disbelief in the one true Lemonade prophet.
Today was going to be the day, I told myself- today I was going to declare my Atheism and start a revolution.
Today I was the one who shouted in the crowd: "LEMONADE IS A LIE".
I was going to be the one to throw the shackles of this idiotic religion off from my people. I was going to liberate their thoughts from perpetual imprisonment in this dark and damp cave-city.
I've had a motivational speech prepared and everything!
If it wasn't for that blasted flying train I would have gotten away with it too!
I would have stood up and told Grandmaster Baghor where to shove his holy Lemonade parchment.
If only the Grandmaster wasn't flattened into a pancake... today my people would already be free.
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24th January 2010