A friend and I were standing at the market where I sell my jewelry, and we were talking about religion. He sells his stuff across from me and we often chat when it's slow. It's a beautiful place to sell my stuff, what with looking over the Inner Harbour of Victoria, BC. And it was a very slow, but windy day, and we were very bored. So we took advantage of the situation.
At one point in the conversation he asked me if I believed in the devil.
As soon as he asked, a seagull flew overhead and pooped on us.
Seriously.
Really gross.
And I replied, "I do now."
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