Don’t like this game anymore, gonna take my toys and go home!
Doesn’t that just sound like a spoiled brat?
What would happen to the world if God decided to do that? Just up and retire.
If you’re God’s representative on Earth, you can’t retire, it’s a lifetime commitment. You retire at the wheel; you can’t just jump out of the car.
And, he still gets to be a cardinal. What tomfoolery is this? He should be ex-communicated for deserting millions of adherents.
Lixo is lying on the living room floor. As I passed through to get my umpteenth coffee of the morning, I spoke to him; Oh da poor puddy tat lying on da floor,” to which he looked up had a big stretch and lay down to sleep again. Life can be so tiring.
Yesterday was Monday. I did warn you. SNAFU was right. About the hour which I was expecting ex & co, I was at the botequim to greet them. That’s a lie, I was there for the beer; my phone rang. Ex – “Had an unexpected visitor, can we make the ‘dead cow’ experience tomorrow?” What could I say, “No, sod off!”? So the ‘dead cow’ experience will be today, I’m such a softie.
Good reason to have a third beer; and a fourth. Then Lincoln trotted out a bucket of JB whisky. Well, it wasn’t really a bucket, but it was a very big glass.
Fifth beer and joined the crowd at the BBQ.
Then I thought about the cold wine in the fridge…
Chilean Sauvignon-Blanc, actually, the thinking was a split second, the drinking took a little longer.
Crisp and dry, ideal for a scorcher.
Got another bottle in the fridge for today. Ex won’t drink it, she only likes sweet wines. Still got that Italian bubbly that I never opened on New Years Eve in the fridge, that may just meet a similar fate.
Lixo still lying on the living room floor. He has rolled over, that must have taken some effort.
Last night all the TV programmes were stuffed up. Earlier than normal, shorter than normal, so they could show Big Brother Brazil (stupid effin’ unreality show) before televising the Grupo Especial parades at the Sambôdromo. They could have knocked BBB on the head and let us see the normal programmes.
Lots of people, noise, colour and skin.
Maybe God has – up’d and retired… maybe that’s why the politicians are winning!
How would we know, anyway?!
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>reiki, you could well be right. But the day of reckoning is coming for the politicians, they’ve screwed up so badly that the people are not going to put up with it for much longer. Thanks for stopping by and the comment.
AV
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🙂 You’re welcome.
At the risk of entering a political discussion (boo hiss) unless we enter into Anarchy, one politician/party is very much like another… it’ll just carousel – unless a Hero/Heroine rises up to slay the political dragons…!
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Ahh, a crisp Sauvignon Blanc – now that really sorts the men from the boys. I wonder what the Pope would say? 😉
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>Lottie, yes, it ws lovely, so was the Italian bubbly… 🙂 The Pope doesn’t matter any more, we are Popeless.
AV
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We killed the one up there, he couldn’t wait to retire. That would have been too much for him/it/she you can never tell the gender you know.
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>makagutu, never tell the difference… they all look evil.
AV
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