Well, now it’s official. Welcome to the End Times.
With musical accompaniment.
Well, it would have musical accompaniment, if the Archangel Gabriel (or Gabe, as we like to call him) hadn’t, in a move startlingly reminiscent of (if not actually plagiarized from) Terry Pratchett‘s scene of the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse getting one of their horses stolen and so becoming the Three Horsemen and one Pedestrian of the Apocalypse, actually misplaced his trumpet in Salt Lake City, triggering a terrorist alert.
The bloody Mormons, eh? And here everybody thought it was gonna be the godless atheists that brought this down.
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Does that mean the Choir they keep in that Tabernacle place is a weapon of mass destruction?
Yes. Ever had to sit through a concert?
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