Popeman and Choirboy - Part 8

Popeman and Choirboy - Part 8

 

The Final Solution



It was December 20th.  Snow pathed the streets, Christmas lights glistened on all the buildings and the Homeless Bums were now indistinguishable from all the other muslims in town.  The boys new that at the current rate of conversion they'd be full blown terrorists in no-time.  Exploding in unison, destroying Glasgow and killing millions.  John Paul predicted that they had until New-Year before the inevitable happened.   Our boys couldn't let that happen, so they got to work de-converting.  


Over the next few days our hero's did all they could to stop the inevitable.  They stole their prayer-mats,  They protested outside the mosque, they even called them names on the internet, but alas, nothing worked.  If anything it only strengthened the homeless bums faith and converted them faster.  

As the snow fell at the dawn of Christmas Eve Jesus wept on the street.  "It's no working.  There's more of them everyday.  They're converting faster than ever.  We're all done for.  They've won".  The exhausted John Paul stands up, walks over to Jesus and slaps him across the face "Never give up! Never give up! Never give up!" Jesus snaps back to reality.  "If we fail Glasgow will be no more, buildings will be destroyed, millions of people will die and worse of all Christmas will be ruined". John Paul pulls Jesus and Francis to their feet and leads them into the church.  

John Paul sits the men down and explains to them the final solution.  "At the current rate of conversion I predict they'll all explode tonight.  We no longer have a choice. " Francis knows what this means and bows his head, Jesus is still puzzled "So whit we doing then?" Jesus asks.  John Paul replies "I have a solution, but you're not going to like it. Here me out. Lets not forget who they really are - Homeless bums. They're scum.  Their lives don't really matter anyway, right? And they're going to die tonight regardless of what we do. So, and this is only a suggestion. Why don't we kill them before their countdown clock reaches zero and..... Boom!?  If they're dead, no one will care, In fact they might even thank us for cleaning up the streets.  As we've gathered, they need to be alive to be suicide bombers.  They can no longer be triggered to explode and we'll save Christmas. 'Francis wipes his tears, smiles and looks at Jesus. Jesus looks at both of them then nods in agreement' let's kill the Vermin!'

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