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Thursday, December 11, 2003
On the way to the train after work yesterday, I saw a girl drop her unlit cigarette on the ground, pick it up, and put it right back in her mouth. So naturally, I hustled up to give her a light and see what kind of tall, clean girl with a nice beige wool coat would put a slushy smoke in her piehole without a second thought. I lit her smoke and she said "Thanks! What's your name?" and I was like oh shit. Because I recognized her: she works at the Scientology bookstore on 43rd Street. She's always standing outside handing out leaflets with pictures of L. Ron in a pith helmet, inviting people to a "photography exhibit" that's clearly a front for a giant mass-hypnosis indoctrination ceremony where they fuck you in the ass with ice dildos until your wallet falls out of your pocket. Yowp.
But I was already talking to her, and this poor cornfed sweetheart has been a 'Tologist since birth. That's deep conditioning -- the same as how I was programmed in my crib (and I don't mean my "house," goddamnit) to be a cynical atheist liberal weakling genius -- and so she tried to convert me within ten seconds of asking my name. I'm not gonna badmouth Scientology, because that'd be like having sex with your slutty cousin: easy, but you could get in legal trouble. Religion is weird, because, for example, Saint Barbara is the patron saint of field artillery. Do whatever you want with that. Once I knew this Catholic chick from outerborough Noo Yawk, and this is how she talked to customer service people on the phone: "Yes um hello? Is this the custamah service airier? Yes hello. I'm coowahling in regarts to a problem on my account? Yes... that's correck. Uh huh. That is correck. Well upon ruhceipt a my last bill? I buhcame aware that it did not refleck the updatit charges? This was asposed to be taken care of, but apparently it has'n as of yet. Uh-huh. Well I'm not in... uh... I don't have that numbuh for the Accounts. You could gimme it?" See? Religion makes people talk funny. Maybe if Jesus loved me instead of my devout upstair-tarded neighbors, I would get more sleep, and I could write coherently, or funnily, again. Plus also goddamn nuncstans fucked up my mojo when she posted yet another of her best posts ever on the internet ever (see the Dec 4. entry). From now until Gregor comes out of whatever cave he done hid in, just assume that I'm saving my best material for when it will make him look bad in comparison. Though it's hard to look better than a man drenched in hobo semen. 0 comments |
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