Saturday, May 15, 2004
More sillyness
Well... I was supposed to be going to New York. But it seems that the pilot forgot to clear his flight path with air traffic control. And when they ask for identification, it isn't a good idea to use the opportunity to chat to the Air Traffic Controller about how The Lord is going to wreak a teriffic vengeance on this evil world for smiting the Parsnip.
So, naturally, we were given an RAF fighter pilot escort back to the UK. We were taken to Gatwick airport, where we were held for some time and quizzed about what we know about Allah and other such entities. I told them all I knew about the Parsnip, which resulted in numerous interested glances. I think I converted one of the MI5 staff by demonstrating to her the Power of my large Parsnip.
I was eventually released, although I have a £5,000 fine to pay. Fortunately, I have the proceeds of several weeks church collection plates with me (the Old Dears were very generous), and so this is nothing but a small incursion into my vast riches.
I heard on the news that most of Mevagissey has been destroyed. I guess no one will care much about the Bishop now anyway, since he is nothing more than bones. It is no more than he deserved!
I am now staying at a hotel in London. I cannot disclose the identity, for fear of being mobbed by my loving fans. But I intend to have a pleasant evening watching the Pr0n channels and making love to the wife. She will also feel the power of my large Parsnip!
So, naturally, we were given an RAF fighter pilot escort back to the UK. We were taken to Gatwick airport, where we were held for some time and quizzed about what we know about Allah and other such entities. I told them all I knew about the Parsnip, which resulted in numerous interested glances. I think I converted one of the MI5 staff by demonstrating to her the Power of my large Parsnip.
I was eventually released, although I have a £5,000 fine to pay. Fortunately, I have the proceeds of several weeks church collection plates with me (the Old Dears were very generous), and so this is nothing but a small incursion into my vast riches.
I heard on the news that most of Mevagissey has been destroyed. I guess no one will care much about the Bishop now anyway, since he is nothing more than bones. It is no more than he deserved!
I am now staying at a hotel in London. I cannot disclose the identity, for fear of being mobbed by my loving fans. But I intend to have a pleasant evening watching the Pr0n channels and making love to the wife. She will also feel the power of my large Parsnip!
