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#19 The Diesel Whales

On the horizon the Diesel Whales whooped and whalloped, turning bedrock into fine slurry, while the angels played overhead.

I asked our Captain, “Why follow you yonder diesel whale, arrgh?” and he responced and essayed to explain, “Thaat diesel whaale you arrgh of, thaat is none other than the Celestial Diesel Whaale of the Flower and the Pot, who fell to this here faair Earth from the Skies aabove, materiaalizing when the High Improbaability of the Son was made maanifest.” And thereupon I was silent, for I could not quite ken the complex interstice of reality that bound together Son and Whale … and e’en less could I ken, how thus following Bloodmonkey who followed the Whale would bring me and us and the whole merry band upon the Jolly Fat Man, like Sheep upon the Wolves (only sheep armed with guns, while the wolves packed toothpicks).

5 Comments

  1. jin wrote:

    Seems like an angry diesel whale to me!

    Saturday, December 15, 2007 at 6:38 pm | Permalink
  2. Luka wrote:

    It’s definitely not pro-whaling.

    Saturday, December 15, 2007 at 8:40 pm | Permalink
  3. Dinozaver wrote:

    Worry not, for the beast will run out of diesel in a decade or so.

    Monday, December 17, 2007 at 6:19 am | Permalink
  4. BigWhale wrote:

    Did anyone mention whales?

    Tuesday, December 18, 2007 at 4:04 pm | Permalink
  5. Luka wrote:

    Why yes, we did. :D

    Friday, December 28, 2007 at 1:04 pm | Permalink

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