Tony
sees Jesus. A life changing moment.
Tony had never, ever been inside a church, but on the 14th of June 2019, at exactly 3.17am, he was to see him.
He was crawling along the top of a really old church, shoving lead tiles up his shirt to recycle them into beer, when he plunged down and hit the deck nearly breaking his stupid fucking neck.
Staggering up. Weighed down with about 100 kilos of guilt, he saw the son of God hanging around on some wood. His eyes glimpsed to some rather tasty solid, silver chalices on a table, flickering in the candle light paid by peasants hoping to redeem the souls of their relatives.
Tony had a problem when, luckily, he discovered
that his swag bag had followed him. Stuffing that full, he made his escape on
his stolen electric chair, headed for home to his cardboard box under Waterloo
Bridge.Tony had never, ever been inside a church, but on the 14th of June 2019, at exactly 3.17am, he was to see him.
He was crawling along the top of a really old church, shoving lead tiles up his shirt to recycle them into beer, when he plunged down and hit the deck nearly breaking his stupid fucking neck.
Staggering up. Weighed down with about 100 kilos of guilt, he saw the son of God hanging around on some wood. His eyes glimpsed to some rather tasty solid, silver chalices on a table, flickering in the candle light paid by peasants hoping to redeem the souls of their relatives.
The next day – shifting the lot – he made enough dosh to stay drunken comatose for two weeks.
Stay tuned as Tony awakes to reality and needs to make a plan…
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