Take It And Run_The Siege of Montreuil_Facing Eviction_Sophia Destroys the World
Catalog Guide:
Take It And Run
"Merry Shabbos!" I call to the room at large, spreading my arms wide and slapping what I hope is a smile on my face. While my intention is to inject the sweltering silence with some noise, any noise, I fear my outburst only makes things worse, especially since lifting my arms in greeting puts the pit stains on my poorly-buttoned periwinkle button-down on full display. I begin praying for a meteor to hurtle through the French doors leading from the dining room to the backyard and put us all out of our misery. Surely Jesus grants wishes of such importance and selflessness during Shabbos? By the...
The Siege of Montreuil
THE SIEGE OF MONTREUIL“Hey! You! I see you down there! Wake up! Are you going to lay in the mud all day? Come and fight, you invading biscuit headed Englander!”“I am awake, you truffle snuffler! How can a man sleep when you caw like a raven from your perch on that wall? You woke me from a dream of your mum. She was stomping some grapes in a big tub with her bare feet. Want to hear more?”“I do not want to hear anything from you, you British bootlick. You are all alone? Will you breach our walls when all others have failed? Where are your men? Have they abandoned you and left you on your own dow...
Facing Eviction
*Profane/Suggestive language*Dear God,It is I, yes, your humble servant yet again. I know it’s the eighth time today, so? What else do you expect from me? And given the circumstances how could I not call on you, did you see that?! This past week has been trifling and do mean absolutely trifling, Lucifer himself would throw in the towel—only you can undo and fix this, Jesus! Please. Stepping in fresh dog shit was just unfortunate iciwww.onedoor.ccng on the cake. And it feels as if you’re testing me Lord, what do you need me to do? Do you hate me? My sense of humor is awful but yours has impeccable timing—my ...
Sophia Destroys the World
The first thing she noticed about the aliens was that they were treating her wounds. Maybe that was why she felt no fear as she laid in the pastel blue bed, her arms and legs neatly bandaged. That, or the alcohol she had been drinking moments before her abduction had taken place. She was surprised that she didn’t feel sick as her drunkenness wore off. Maybe they had given her something for that too. But regardless, here was Sophia, abducted by aliens. She had been through worse.She took in her surroundings. She was alone in a small room, almost like a hospital room, but the walls and medical...