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The Little Old Lady

I knew a little old lady who believed, till the day she died, that there was a God in heaven and thus everything was good with the world.

And yet this same little old lady could never convince herself that the light in her fridge went off when she closed the door.

Go figure.

Added by Bo Fowler on March 3, 2013 at 11:31am — 1 Comment

The Girlfriend

I was seeing this girl who was kind of odd; she had pen nibs instead of nipples.

During sex she'd write things in blue all over my duvet. The first night she wrote: The ironsmith fashions it and works it over the coals, he shapes it with hammers and forges it with his strong arm: he becomes hungry and his strength fails, he drinks no

The second night she wrote: water and is faint. The carpenter stretches a line, he marks it out with a…

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Added by Bo Fowler on December 26, 2011 at 3:00pm — 1 Comment

Prologue to Notes From The Autopsy of God



In the late evening of a balmy spring day God was found face down in the sky, dead to the world.

 

Attempts at resuscitation were unsuccessful.

 

The police conducted some initial investigations and then stood around self-consciously.

 

The world religions bickered. 

Muslims wanted God buried straight away. Hindus wanted him burnt. Mormons proposed cloning…

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Added by Bo Fowler on December 9, 2011 at 5:40am — 3 Comments

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