'I see that the trible has caught up with us,'...

This is the comic destiny... 

The day after the day of the 17/5- ? ...

Said Old Man...

' Skeletons, I think,' said Old Woman.

'A harmless liar,' said Pinprop...

'Are you talking to me?' asked the Man.

'No,'

'Harmless?' wondred Old Man.

'Harmful,' said Old Woman.

'A hyena, I suspect,' said Pinprop.

'Ahyena? Where?' asked the Man.

'In the distance,' replied Pinprop..

'Beside me.'

'Beside you?' said the Man.

'shut up,' said Pinprop.

'What about your so-called tributes,

Pinprop?' piped Old Woman.

'And temporary arrivals?' added Old Man.

'Hollow. A sham,' replied Pinprop.

'Are you referring to my by any chance?'

the Man asked, with a tinge of menace.

'I said shut up.'

'Are we going or are we to listen to this fool?'

demanded Old Woman.

'You can be verbose if you like. Pinprop.'

'If you tell me to shut up again...'

began the Man.

'Isolate him !' cried Old Woman.

'...I will most certainly...' continued

the Man.

'Chain him! said Old Man.

'... crack your head,' bellowed the Man.

'A statement of iron,' said Old Woman.

'Definitely of rust,' chrimed Old Man.

'Gut-rot,' said Pinprop.

'What?'

'The vote is taken,' said Old Woman.

'And violence wins,' said Old Man.

'A   definite   victory  to  isolation,'

proclaimed Pinprop.

'Are you mad?' asked the Man, baffled.

Old Man and Old Woman rose from

their seats.

'Slave!' said Old Man.

'Sir!'

'Teh table and chairs,' said Old Woman.

'I said are you mad?'...

We are all made after a day like yesterday...

We perhaps feel like the comic destiny ?

Are there hope for our COMIC DESTINY?...

After the big Bang...