Saturday, January 18, 2014

Possibly signalling the end of Western Civilisation

SAME WHERE ELSE PART ONE
| WRECK CREATION |
Episode Twenty One

Third Policeman ~ Gavin W. Sewell

A man stands in the road; he is facing the oncoming Atom and has mud on his boots and blood on his hands.
He is a policeman with his hand raised in order to stop all oncoming traffic.
Atom stops.
“Evening Sir” says the man.
Atom can hear the whine of a mobility scooter approaching from the woods behind the policeman, its motor labours painfully through a mud puddle.
“Huh…hullo” says Atom.
“Does this Bicycle belong to you sir?”
“erm... it’s a Company Bicycle.”
“You don’t say”
“erm... no, I did”
“Do you have a license for this... Company bicycle?”
“erm...”
“A licence?”
“*URP*... ‘Scuse me” says the fat man on the mobility scooter, “This is the man I was telling you about Officer.”

See Mad Scientist’s Notebook (Entry No 1.9)

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