Occasionally, I like to post something odd happening in my life. These posts always appear on my Facebook wall. I thought I'd share one of these gems before I start the "World Domination" scenario. Below is a series of Facebook Posts I did prior to the end of the Mayan calendar.
Mayan Calendar Watch
Mayan Calendar Watch 12/16/2012 I just finished shopping for my final
supplies. It was terrible in there. I had to push a three-year-old out of my way
so I could get the last Kit-Kat bar.
Soon humanity will begin to break down.
People will start acting like animals.
"SHUT UP YA OLE BIDDY! AND
GET YOUR BONEY HANDS OFFA MY HO-HOs!!!"
Mayan Calendar Watch 12/16/2012 Food stuffs all secured and my water supply is optimal. I'll be entering my Mayan Doomsday
bunker in a few minutes. I reflect upon
my life as I gaze one last time at the stars above. Passing on that IBM stock, my first Betamax, Pittsburgh
Pirate season tickets... What was I
thinking?
Mayan Calendar Watch 12/16/2012 As the doors close on my Mayan Doomsday
Bunker I notice that my porch needs to be painted. I wish I'd seen that earlier. Now it won't last as long.
Mayan Calendar Watch 12/17/2012 I must reopen the Mayan Doomsday
Bunker. I just realized I forgot to stock
toilet paper. Now I'm making a run for
Walmart for toilet paper and socks. Just
don't ask.
Mayan Calendar Watch 12/17/2012 The world's become a savage place. Parking lots full, store shelves nearly
empty, and some guy in a red suit and ringing a bell tried to fleece me of my hard earned change. I can't wait till I'm safely
ensconced back in my bunker once again.
Mayan Calendar Watch 12/18/2012 I hear a rapping noise on my doomsday bunker
door. It must be terrible out
there, mass hysteria. Against my better judgment I break the seal
and look outside. I see my wife and...
ohh... Chocolate chip cookies. As I seal
the door once again I hear her say, "Play nice dear."
Mayan Calendar Watch 12/19/2012 I realize I forgot my love; the companion
with whom I've shared long walks, movies, my bed, and my life. How could I subject, the one I've shared my
life with, to the horrors of the end of the world. I unseal the bunker doors yet again and
retrieve my dog.
Mayan Calendar Watch 12/19/2012 The dog needs out again? How am I ever going to hold back hoards
of people seeking sanctuary from the Mayan Doom if I'm constantly
letting him out to pee. This is the last
time you butt-scooting varmint. From now
on you have to hold it!
Mayan Calendar Watch 12/20/2012 Food and water are running low. Having the extra mouth to feed is making my edible supply disappear rapidly. I look at my dog Orie and think? I can't... I wont... I make a run, once again, to Walmart for some
barbeque sauce.
Mayan Calendar Watch 12/20/2012 It's the eve of doom. Silly people all about are preparing for work
tomorrow when they should be getting ready to have their butts handed to
them. Well, I guess it's the same thing.
Mayan Calendar Watch 12/21/2012 The end is upon us. My food is nearly exhausted and I am growing
ever more delirious. I need
nourishment. Come here Orie... Here boy...
Let me pet you nice and softly with this fillet knife here... Gotta hand it to the mutt. He sure is nimble.
Mayan Calendar Watch 12/21/2012 I can't exist in this box much longer. I've been living off Trix cereal and drinking
my own urine for the last two days. The
sad thing is it's a million times worse out there. I believe everything is gone. A dead world. Humanity is gone. Man's stunning achievements of architecture
like the golden arches of McDonalds, gone.
Great works of art by the likes of Bob Ross and Thomas Kinkade,
dust. Never again will we hear the beautiful
lilting voice of Justin Bieber. How will
we ever find out if Leonard marries Penny?
It 's over. Now, only silence and
a steaming juice box full of pee.
Mayan Calendar Watch 12/21/2012 With tentative fingers I undo the complex
locking mechanism of the bunker doors.
Heart full of trepidation my mind reels at what I will see. But I cannot hide in here. The last man.
The last human. The last being
from the planet Earth. What awaits me
outside I know not. But I sure know
what's in here and it smells really bad.
How can such a small dog make such a terrible stench? I knew I shouldn't have given him that chili.
Mayan Calendar Watch 12/21/2012 -Final Entry- As the bunker door parts I see
a world much like the one I left behind.
Birds fly past and a car drives bye.
CRAP! Now I gotta pay for all
this junk I bought! Anyone want a slightly
used bomb shelter?
Mayan Calendar Watch 12/22/2012 Post Apocalypse Notes: Ok, the world didn't end... this time. The next doomsday prophecy is for May 19,
2013. Ronald Weinland's revised
prediction of Jesus Christ's return. He
did predict the same thing in 2011 and 2012 but this time I'm pretty sure he'll
get it right.
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