Not another Apocalypse theory........that is stupid.

My dear Peguans,

A profound revelation just hit me, while browsing through that quagmire like website digg.com!

While chuckling mildly at a picture of yet another picture joke, of the hows and whys of the Apocalypse (http://digg.com/d31IHpe) , I felt a certain tingle.

There was an ant running up my leg. I brushed it off.

As I went back to the picture and started to chuckle again, this time with less enthusiasm, I felt another tingle.

I checked my leg, and no, the little bastard wasn't scaling his mount hairy again.

I then realized that this tingle was something completely else.

I had had an idea. A profound realization. A revelation. I felt almost the same as the time I realized what the meaning of life is.

I had just realized how that damn Apocalypse could come to place.

I had to do something to prevent the looming catastrophe I foresaw. I decided to warn the fine diggers on digg about my revelation.

I decided to start my preachings. And I decided to post my preachings here, for the whole world; or atleast those who visit this blog; to see.


The Apocalypse theory - that is not stupid :


The Apocalypse, if ever bought about (god forbid), will be bought about by a bunch of cheeky bastards. These cheeky bastards will have both the time and dogged idiocy to go through the trouble to try to create the most elaborate Apocalypse hoax. They will also surprisingly be rich enough (probably bloggers who created a cheeky blog and managed to lure the multitudes to click their google ads) to; dress up as Jhon, Build 7 churches in China, Create a huge ass throne fit for god, manage to steal 8 lambs (one of which will be spitted and roasted), hire 7 girls from hooters to dress up as angels and pay for their trumpet lessons.

If these cheeky bastards manage to create this elaborate hoax, they will in reality end up inducing the Apocalypse through their elaborate hoax, the same Apocalypse they spent hours in their computer labs giggling about.

While it is highly unlikely that any cheeky bastard would now try to put such an elaborate plan into action, now that they know that I am on the trail, for safety's sake we should take certain precautions to prevent the Apocalypse.

We have no choice but to round up and kill each and every blogger with at least an ounce of humor in them.



I have spoken.