I saw my friend Skip the guy who wants to be a cult leader. He was wearing a pair shorts and black tennis shoes. It was night and it wasn't even warm and there he was Mr. Casual. I didn't say anything about his attire, although I wanted to. It's hard to follow a guy who wears shorts in any situation.
At one point I mentioned to Skip that he should start a cult based on the two common elements of all forms of life, breathing and reproduction, but my comment fell upon deaf ears. Skip was busy watching a video of a squirrel attacking a snake on his cell phone. I didn't know squirrels had the upper hand when it came to snakes, but apparently they do. A squirrel can get the better of a snake in most situations. Skip was riveted.
"Hey, Skip I think you should grow your eyebrows out," I said.
"I can't," he said. He was still looking down at his phone. He had moved on to videos of meerkats fighting scorpions.
"Remember Brezhnev? He had a set of eyebrows, people are captivated by eyebrows," I said.
Nothing.
I'm losing faith in Skip as a cult leader. I'm not sure he has it. Earlier in the evening he was trying to convince the hippies to replace their fire pit with kerosene lamps. It seemed like a bad idea to me. The hippies weren't drinking the Kool-Aid either.
At one point I mentioned to Skip that he should start a cult based on the two common elements of all forms of life, breathing and reproduction, but my comment fell upon deaf ears. Skip was busy watching a video of a squirrel attacking a snake on his cell phone. I didn't know squirrels had the upper hand when it came to snakes, but apparently they do. A squirrel can get the better of a snake in most situations. Skip was riveted.
"Hey, Skip I think you should grow your eyebrows out," I said.
"I can't," he said. He was still looking down at his phone. He had moved on to videos of meerkats fighting scorpions.
"Remember Brezhnev? He had a set of eyebrows, people are captivated by eyebrows," I said.
Nothing.
I'm losing faith in Skip as a cult leader. I'm not sure he has it. Earlier in the evening he was trying to convince the hippies to replace their fire pit with kerosene lamps. It seemed like a bad idea to me. The hippies weren't drinking the Kool-Aid either.
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