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July 7, 2005

The Eschatologist: The Greatest Show On Earth

The midway was no way to make a living.

With dayglow orange hands, a scarring after-effect of this carnival work, Finn took a long drag from his cigarette, gently put it down on the table next to him, then waited.

Across from him, a gaggle of teenagers nudged their football star, who picked up the ACME ZipPow raygun. Grinning, Jockboy pointed and shot Finn dead.

Within three seconds, Jockboy noticed his bright blue hands and ran off screaming. Ten minutes after, Finn woke up without a scratch, took out a shiny new ZipPow and waited for the next sucker.

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Comments

Not to pick a nit,
but pick it I'll do,
Finn's hands should be orange,
and Jockboy's should be blue.

Posted by: Mike R at July 7, 2005 5:59 AM · Permalink

A correction made.
Night writing is perilous,
err from lack of sleep.

Posted by: The Eschatologist at July 7, 2005 6:18 AM · Permalink