Dear Tumblr,
I walked past carol singers and some people giving out leaflets. The man insisted on telling me about Jesus and tried to hand me one.
“There is no God.” I told him. And of course this set him off as he hurried to keep up next to me.
He carried on to push his views on me, claiming that Jesus could save me.
I told him that I didn’t need saving.
R.I.P Mr. Biggie Smalls.
You know you’re cool when they remember you as the Atheist who gave them a good “ear bashing”. And then arrange to meet you at your house when you get home.
I have not been very productive.
That is all.
Take a gander at question two..
Science explained..
Good painting is like good cooking; it can be tasted, but not explained.
I made falafels, from scratch of course. A lot of grief was caused. They went down a success, everyone was seemed to be surprised as they said “Oh they’re really nice”. (They were delicious) Surprised I could make such beauty from chickpeas.
I would have taken photos, but they got eaten. They looked like falafels should..but in odd shapes.
That is all.
Graffiti you’d only find in a bookshop toilet.