“The End of the World Comedy Roast,” by CL Bledsoe and Michael Gushue
Dec 20th, 2016 | By DefenestrationWhen the world ends, it will end in squirrels.
The sun will warm our bald spots, and the wind
will blow the stench of our failures into someone
else’s kitchen. No more being sad about the price
of acorns. No more hollow trees filled with someone
else’s nuts.