The "Friend" took center stage. He looked sharp in his tuxedo-like uniform. He began the roll-call.
"Arch-Angel Oduduwa"
"Here..."
"Angel Nah-Apollyon, Commander of the Corps and Emperor of French Civilization"
"Here..."
"Constellation Sirius..."
"Here..."
"Constellation Oranyan..."
"The galaxy is in my belt..."
"King Josiah of Judah..."
"One moment sir..."
"We'll move along... Arch-Angel Jibril..."
"It's Al-jeebra, sir..."
"Arch-Angel Jeebra-Al.."
"It's technically il or ile sir..."
"Hmmm... Arch-Angel Jeebra-Il..."
"Present sir..."
***
"Josiah..."
"The complaint is that in translating the bible to English, evil magicians assigned the name Sausage to God's son as mockery?"
"Either that or some sort of cosmic coincidence..."
"Is there such a thing as a cosmic coincidence?"
"For the sake of two billion christians we have created one..."
"Thank you..."
"..."
Thursday, March 8, 2007
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