Saturday, 15 November 2008
Tuesday, 4 November 2008
I knew that the Infidels were complete and utter simpletons, but I am now convinced that they don't have an ounce of sense! The world has been coming to an end and they have sat around drinking tea as if nothing were happening. There have been flashes of light in the sky, loud bangs and rumblings and the sky has been collapsing since yesterday, water has been gushing from the heavens. I am doomed to die as an infidel captive! Is there no end to the humiliation I must endure! I have been hiding in my crate and the kelb has taken refuge under the dining table. Death amongst these godless rogues must surely mean that I will not get into heaven, instead I will end my days surrounded by their pling pling gods and joss sticks. Help me!