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By Bill Stokes
Kickass, the doorstop dog, noting that dogs have delegated their hereafter administering to humans and they are therefore all going to heaven—the dogs not the humans, the keeper, as he gets ever closer to the head of the big line, notes some of the machinations of others and has some questions: Since there is no proof of anything, yet a billion or so people have signed onto a particular theory and chosen a guy to represent them in talking about it, what is the point in picking a fight with this guy when your personal ducks are not only not in a row but are in pre-flight panic mode?
The keeper’s audacity here knows no bounds as he questions the President, the Pope and God himself as He or She is perceived in various incantations by the multitudes.
Having packed his hereafter bag with accessories appropriate to residency in hell, the keeper thanks Phyllis for her thoughtful reminder for him to take along something to read.
