In an effort for a “Kinder, more gentle Mr. Tibbs”, neuroreactive medications have turned our lowly friend into a peace-nik, tree hugging pacifist who has made a vow to come in dead last at any and all races that he is a party to (note: he will not be paying for any race as it may offend people who can not afford to pay). Mr. Tibbs in an effort to show that he is not any better than any other person at the race in any way. This is quite a step for Tibbs as in his past life as an uncaring pagan, Tibbs would often pass people in a race while making sounds of a cars motor…and giggle.
I thought that was him at the coffee shop sipping a yerba matte and reading “Works In Progress”
Brett.
uncaring pagan
I resent your characterization of pagans as uncaring. Stop the pagan bashing, please. It’s bad enough that the Christians appropriated our sacred winter and spring festivals for their own nefarious purposes.