The Wax Conspiracy

Speaking of the truth and a reclamation of the wayward flock

Following a round of new baptisms for the month, fatality strikes the holy waters as a self-affirmed and appointed voice of goD shakes uncontrollably at the hands of a recently acquired karaoke machine.

Deacon Roy Haider, shortly after reclaiming excommunicated Bea Howe, taken back from the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints, revealed a hidden microphone from underneath his jacket. Unveiling a newly constructed menu of festivities for such occasions, he motioned toward a page to turn up the volume on the speakers set by the pool.

Unfortunately, as the batteries had been used the night before in a digital still camera taking photos of a suspected weeping Virgin Mary, the wireless microphone was rendered mute. Thinking quicker in sense and style than in overall motion, the young page hooked up a new mic connected to the mains supplying power to the aforementioned speakers.

Electricity, the voice of god and a shallow pool of water. End result, a dead man of the cloth and a born-again Christian smelling faintly of the regret of realigning her interpretation and devotion of faith from one to another.

Ethan Switch

Written on Monday, 7 November 2005

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