I was on the underground the other day on my way to work when an amusing thing happened.
Time: 8:10am
Line: Northern
I was on the Northern Line. The underground train was pretty busy. Virtually everyone was reading either a newspaper or a book. Then, at Elephant and Castle station, it happened.
Black guy, quite tall, shoddy clothes, cardboard sign on a peice of string round his neck, crucifix at the ready, bible in hand. He was attempting to get everyone to apologise for thier sins. Lets listen in:
"I have been with da lord for 2 years now. 2 years I have been repenting ma sins. Now you must repent your sins. Jesus loves you. He will accept. Give yourself over to the lord by putting a pound in the box. God wants you to put a pound in the box. Jesus loves you. I have been living on the milk of Christ. Christs' milk feeds me. Taste the milk of Christ. I live on the milk to Christ. It appeases my sin."
The British public resoluted ignored him, instead deciding to opt for the 'I will pretend its not happening' technique. They studied every word they were reading, digesting every syllabel, re-reading every sentence. Anything but acknowledge he was there.
I wanted to enquire of the man 2 things
a) In the bible the Pharisees forbade the wearing of a crucifix so if he has read the bible in his hand surely he would know that and
b) Does Christ lactate?
Unfortunatly he got off at Stockwell before I could ask him.
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2 comments:
god how i love the london underground.
Lol! Could you hear if me already had any money? It reminds me when Cartman in Soutpark starts a religion just to finance a Sega Dreamcast! Classic!
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