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Chaos in the Holy Land

Chaos in the Holy Land

The following story is based on actual events.

 
The Atheist sat in the café and smirked with satisfaction as he inhaled the precious stench that he had created. Breaking wind, like all other things, gave him a unique feeling of self-importance. He glanced at his watch with the kind of indifference a crack-whore paid to a penis, and sipped leisurely at a Frappuccino.

The Atheist was the type of man who ate his Sugar Puffs in alphabetical order. No nonsense. He knew how he liked the world, and he manipulated it as such. The only time he was genuinely worried or upset was when he was not following a routine. There was no need for an afterlife when death was part of a routine.

The Atheist contemplated ordering something to eat, but thought better of it. He surveyed a woman sitting at a table opposite his. He watched her as she nibbled on a muffin. She was very attractive, in a general sense. She wore a beret. Too much lipstick.

Sitting at the end of the table was a Dead Wasp. The Atheist scrunched his face as he observed the corpse with an un-professional look of disgust. He approached the wasp with his finger in position to flick it off the table, but remembered he had been advised the stinger remained intact after death. He re-considered his physical offensive and instead attemped to engage the Dead Wasp in a Religious debate.

"You don't seriously believe you're going to Heaven do you?" the Atheist snorted.

The Dead Wasp made no attempt to respond.

The Atheist looked around the café to ensure nobody else was watching him, and then moved his face closer to the Dead Wasp.

"This is the end of the line for you my friend. There's nowhere to go from here. Heaven, Hell, Purgatory, Valhalla. I have my own name for it - FALSE HOPE! Yes, you heard me!" the Atheist challenged.

The Dead Wasp remained motionless. A Waitress approached the table, the Atheist looked up from the Dead Wasp with wide-eyed bewilderment.

"Would you like the bill, sir?" the Waitress smiled.
 
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    Posted Aug 18, 2008
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    This article was quite funny. I enjoyed the orderly way that the atheist thought, and I can think of quite a few people in my life who think like this. I like how the dead wasp becomes a character in itself and is capitilized.

    I thought that this article could have acheived the same... (read more)
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  • Aug 15, 2008
    Although I found this hilarious, a few people I showed it to didn't share my opinion. I think the problem is that people think too hard and only look at the surface, which is a shame because this piece deserves a lot better.

    Anyway, every so often I enjoy coming back to read this article, and it makes me laugh every time. You did a great job on this masterpiece.
  • Jun 29, 2008
    Require for reading this piece:

    Sense of humour.

    It's supposed to be a joke, not an attack. Infact one of the reasons I wrote it was because many atheists seem to see argument and debate where there isn't any...
  • Jun 29, 2008
    Subtly, it makes your pieces better.
    Evidence helps too.
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