The church asked me
to denounce Satan,
but I had mixed
feelings about it
***
What if I am not
on Satan’s radar?
But then I go and
open my mouth
and denounce him.
***
And Satan is like,
***
“Give a moment. Who is this George guy?”
The church asked me
to denounce Satan,
but I had mixed
feelings about it
***
What if I am not
on Satan’s radar?
But then I go and
open my mouth
and denounce him.
***
And Satan is like,
***
“Give a moment. Who is this George guy?”
t r e f o l o g y 
The Betweenies should have finished their meal. Waste not- want not. :)
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Where would I be then?! Thanks, Nancy.
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Barton, you’re the toast of Broadway.
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Look upon me, Bob. I’ll show you the life of the mind. Thanks, old man.
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What a remarkable imagination you have.
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Imagination? Thanks, Sadje!
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You’re welcome 😉
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They must have thought you were a Mars Bar.
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Doctor says I am 20% nougat. Thanks, Pam.
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So, the Mars Bod Exchange still gives bite marks, even after Pluto strayed. On Earth today, a Bod with Bite Marks from Mars Bod must be worth its weight in Bitcoins.
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Where was Mars Security when I was being eaten? A question oft asked, unfortunately. Thanks, E Sum!
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You never know what’s going to happen on Mars.
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What happens on Mars, stays on Mars, because before you leave they totally scrub your memory. Thanks, N!
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How was Mars looking?
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A lot can change in 50 plus years, but when I left, Mars was totally covered in flowers and trees; the critters were closer to the folks, and the folks were closer to the critters, and if you’ll excuse me for saying so, ’twas better all around. Why do you ask? How does it look now? And thanks, R
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So you inadvertently became road kill?
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In a manner of speaking, yes, but only if you believe your body is “you”. Nevertheless, it was a frightful thing to witness. Thanks, Snake!
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That post was a mouthful but it clears up quite a bit of confusion for me.
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As I have said before “That’s why I’m here”! Thanks, Geoff
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Were they itsy-bitsy teeny-weeny yellow polka dot Betweenies?
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From the blanket to the shore, brother. Thanks, David
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Never a straight answer with you huh? LOL!
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To quote Stan Laurel, “That’s my story and I’m stuck with it.” Thanks, Janny!
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Well, some ladies are fond of scars, so… there’s that. Cup half full? :)
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it does look a little like I was attacked by a pack of those wind-up chattering teeth toys, but I get your point for sure. And thanks, S!
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“…Betweenies…” Oh, sir, your brain is a brilliant thing! :) :D
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Haha Thanks, Kymber
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I like the way you think! It would really make me happy if you could visit my website and read A Thousand Years Ago I Died which the title of your little story reminded me of.
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Thanks for the kind words. I read your post and enjoyed it. Thanks, again, Pytho.
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The food must have been out of this world.
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Haha well the food was me, in this particular case, but as for Mars, they serve pre-packaged food produced in Venus. Not that great. Thanks, T!
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