I know I'm teh messiah, as like all good bosses I was given a sign. The gig chose me, not the other way around. I will show you this sign now.
Behold!

It's a bad phone photo of my hand! After some mysterious force / biting insect caused injury to appear in a pattern overnight.
If you study it you will note it looks remarkably like 'the plough' constellation.
So obviously I should add in lots of space related mumbo jumbo to my new religion.
Ok, so the pan end only has 3 stars on my hand not 4, but er, this is a test of faith. No, better still I can make it my first commandment: "Smote all the smart arses who spot the missing star".
Suggest me up some more rules, I command thee!
1 comment:
How about ditching the one about coveting your neighbours ass.
Bless you.
p.s. So how do we go about claiming our tax exemption?
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