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“What’s a philosopher?” said Brutha. “Someone who’s bright enough to find a job with no heavy lifting,” said a voice in his head.

Small Gods

The trouble with being a god is that you’ve got no one to pray to.

Small Gods

You can’t trample infidels when you’re a tortoise. I mean, all you could do is give them a meaningful look.

Small Gods

“That’s right,” he said. “We’re philosophers. We think, therefore we am.”

Small Gods

Dhblah sidled closer. This was not hard. Dhblah sidled everywhere. Crabs thought he walked sideways.

Small Gods