"...and that's your 'theory' of evolution," said the preacher, fixing his collar.
"You're a monkey," I said mimicking him. "Not the ancestor of man, but a poop-flinging self-deceiving imbecile who relishes in wallowing in his own feces. You're the bane and embarrassment of all those around you, and yet you can't see it! Enjoy! Make merry and dance upon your little pile of lies."
His face turned sour. I continued.
"You commit the worst sins of pride in your lamentable delusions and false importance while literally eating the evidence of evolution. Go ahead and chastise my lack of faith!"
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99 Words is a pet project I started in 2011 when at college. The idea was that I didn't have time for writing, but still had passing fancies, visions, plot ideas, and the like. Instead of tossing them to the wayside, I came up with a plan to turn those notes into little chunkules of text, each 99 words long. This is section is still updated.