ext_2200 ([identity profile] lakester.livejournal.com) wrote in [personal profile] rionaleonhart 2006-11-27 04:42 pm (UTC)

Not 5 things - more an illustration of why my brain shouldn't be allowed to roam LJ on a sugar high

"Jesus is here! Is he the special guest?"

Ah, the episode Jesus was visiting the Top Gear studios incognito. Because it's all very well being omnipotent and omniscient, but there's nothing like getting a close view of the action; besides the last time he was here humans had only got as far as inventing literally horsepowered chariots. Technically, Jesus wasn't supposed to be back on earth until the End Times, but it wouldn't be a problem if no-one recognised him.

Then Clarkson had to go point him out of the crowd. Thus triggering the apocalypse and proving all those environmentalists right, if a little mistaken as to the means - Top Gear, but more specifically Jeremy Clarkson was indeed responsible for the end of the world. Not only that but somehow - and James and Richard are sure this is also Jeremy's fault; the Stig might agree with them but it's hard to tell under the helmet - the four presenters have new jobs, as Horsemen of the Apocalypse.

Under protest from James - "I am not getting on one of those things, I don't care if it is the end of the world," - and the Stig, who just looked at his horse until it ran away, they negotiated with the management upstairs, or possibly downstairs (well, none of them got into motorjournalism on the strength of their mythological and theological knowledge). So, now they are the four horsemen carmen drivers of the apocalypse, complete with new vehicles.

The Stig, as Pestilence, is very fond of his new white Koenigsegg and Hammond is more than happy with his blood red Zonda - albeit with considerably more spiky implements in the backseat than he usually carries. James was persuaded out of his choice of a convertible by a brief rain of fire and Jeremy is still poking at his car trying to figure out what colour it actually is - and also trying to fit a scythe in the boot; other than that they are completely ready to drive out and... 'Well, someone must have mentioned it...' 'Don't look at me, I was lookng at the car...' 'Really? Because I was distracted by the thing with snakes.'

Still, winging it as the heralds of the end of the world. How hard can it be?

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