Non Sequitur by Wiley Miller for March 30, 2003
Transcript:
God: Well, it looks like we're arriving at your final destination in this jouney, Homer. Homer: Yeah...Thanks to my guide-seal here... Duncan: Oh...Now the weather is my fault? Homer: A sqall was forming fast and our tiny boat would never last. Our only hope was to follow Duncan to safety.... The good news was, he led us to a sheltered cove. The bad news was, it was right in the heart of Djorkland. We were greeted in their warmest tradition... Viking: Fresh meat! God: Hmmmm....Vikings, eh? Duncan: Um...in a manner of speaking. Homer: They were fundamentalist vikings!! To be continued...