Oh, he started ranting to me about his particular idea of the Christian afterlife.Grimfesta said:And then?Aedwynn said:I was stopped by a raving lunatic on the high street who pointed at something I was holding (a shopping bag) and said;
"Six six six is the number of the Beast!"
I replied that "0.666 is the number of the millibeast."
That turned out to be a mistake, on my part. I think he saw me as a challenge, then...![]()
He even had little cartoon pictures of both Heaven and Hell drawn up to show me and everything. The picture of Hell was particularly dire - it was like a cartoon of a kid with a Home Alone *gasp* expression being surrounded by free-floating word balloons containing words like "Anxiety", "Worry", "Anger", etc. The pic of Heaven was the same kid on a desert island in a hammock, I think.
I made a few more silly jokes because I was a complete moron back then, apparently, but eventually my snarky attitude was replaced by fear - this guy was completely cuckoo (not to mention, heavily scarred and bigger than me). I think I eventually ducked inside the nearby Games Workshop to escape. He was out there for quite a while waiting for me, too.