It must have been the Chalupacabra. While it normally prefers to feed on the blood of Taco Bell patrons, it is not so particular at the unholy hour of 3:330 am.
No, but that sounds like the basis of a new faith to me. Our Father of the Come and Pull My Finger… All the pews are lazy boys, and beer is drunk for the communal celebration.
Some sort of subsect of Manichaeism, I guess, since they were riffing on some of the ideas of the Greeks about flatulence being a release of divine pneuma… apparently without Pythagoras’s worry that one might lose one’s soul that way.
Pétomanarianism? Well, he’s a God to me, anyway.
A descendant of Rolandism… though it was the most minimalist of starts.
But then I can see the possibility of different sects forming and conflicts rising, leading to internecine religious wars in which everyone is hoist on their own petards…
For those who do not mind graven images.
Mysterious “demonic sounds” heard inside McDonald’s
I said, Occupied. OCCUPIED!!!
Speaking of McDonald’s and things creeping up on them, I’m now getting ads of coupons for McDonald’s.
I wonder if the demonic sounds = “Robble robble”
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