Sunday, May 22, 2011

You Can't Run And You Can't Hide

World didn't end. Gotta mow the lawn now. I guess that without the Rapture happening yesterday that this means that Harold Camping (the nutjob who was predicting all of the demise and luring an uncomfortably large number of softheads into believing him as well) is now the leader of a non-prophet organization? (Aside from not wanting to meet my demise just quite yet, the other reason I was hoping that it wasn't going to be the end of the world was mostly so I could use that joke today. It would have been such a waste if it had to go unsaid.)

While I'm relatively sure that it's a good thing that the world did not come to an end, there were certain people that I was looking forward to either never seeing again or knowing that they would meet a fiery and painful doom. The guy in the article below is one of those folks. You'll know which one I'm talking about when you read it. (Click to enlarge the photo if it's just too danged small.)

I'm not quite sure that he totally understood either the question that he was asked or the concept of the Rapture. He "...would run if it was serious."'s the end of the world, sir. Where, exactly, would you be running to? Mars? I don't think that you can outrun Jesus. Or the end of the world, really. It's just really not possible. Sooooo...yeah. OK. I'm just going to leave it at that and see about buying more alligators for my moat that protects me from the thinking of people like Mr. Wilson. It seems like a pretty good investment, given his statement and all.

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