So this is what the end of the world looks like
I slept late. It’s sunny outside, the birds are chirping, and I’m sitting here in my pajamas. Sounds like the perfect way to kick-start the apocalypse.
If you are wondering what I’m talking about, glance at that calendar on your desk: today is 6/6/6, a date that only comes around once a millennium! Or at least, once a century. Well, not very often, anyway, so we should all panic.
A few beastly links:
Times Online story about mothers afraid to give birth to the antichrist and other 6/6/6 issues.
God fails to save man from lions
And finally, the satirical-to-the-point-of-being-downright-offensive (fair warning) Landover Baptists have a “Is My Child the Devil’s Son” checklist.
Update: I’m listening to a Jays game on the interweb, and the sportscaster just pointed out that despite this being 6/6/6, The LA Angels beat the Tampa Devil Rays 12-2. “Good has triumphed over evil”.
*running around in circles panicking*
HAHAHA, I wish I had have been subbing today. I have pink eye so I could have freaked out a few kids.
Hehehehe, that would be hillarious.
Not that you have irritated eyes I mean. That sucks and I hope you’re better soon.