Gone Walkabout - Part 1: Gods Messenger

Camping, right heres the tale. Back in 2005 Paul, Debbos, Leesha and I were having a chat about some philosophical shit like could you do the washing up with no thumbs....Anyway I was asked if I meant something to which I replied "I prom that I mean it" to which the Aussie girls replyed but do you Wilson's Prom....This became Paul and my Holy Grail for the 6months that followed and a week or so ago we completed our task by Visiting Wilson's Promintary. Firstly can I say I don't know who Wilson is but he has a very nice Promintary and is too kind for allowing us to visit. Kim took us on a five day and four night camping trip. On our first nights stop we stayed at a camp ground in the middle of the woods were we shared our dinner of pot noodle with a possum and an evangelist called Lenny. The photo you can see is our "friend" Lenny feeding the possum, anywho the possum is pretty self explaining. Lenny on the other hand....Lenny interupted our wine fueled conversation on evolution by telling us that neither himself or the big G ( thats god) believed in evolution and to proove this he told us a story of how an evolutionary said he had a rock over 200 million years old and when they cracked it open it had a spark plug in it!! This for Lenny is die hard proof that god IS real and that evolution is bullshit and that the planet is only 6,000 years old! Anyway Lenny offered to change our lifes forever by introducing us to God there and then that evening. Kim being a stronger souled person than either Paul or I left rightly ridiculing the entire thing. However 10 minutes later Lenny had Paul and I with our hands out and eyes closed seeing if we could "feel god,"It was at this point I had to leave and let Paul get on with it. Any way I shall bring the story to a close with my fave bit. Lenny had called Kim something along the lines of a " cynical non believer." A few hours later and a couple of goon bags worth of wine I decided to go and spy on Lenny who was relaxing on the verander of his cabin. There I was tipsy as, watching Lenny from behind a big tree and then he turned, looked at where we were camping and acted out shooting us!!, thinking of course that I wasnt watching him. Now you hear about these booze fueled psychos who shoot kids in tents cos they dont believe in god and well I was convinced I was gonna be another victim...Luck has it I wasnt but if you ever meet Lenny, walk away.