dlowan wrote:Did you truly think I expected a sensible answer?
Nah, but I was looking for an excuse to post those verses coz I thought they were high-frikkin-larious...
Sheesh - the prawns must be getting a complex!
Wotcha yew doin' home on Satdee night Monger? I have the excuse of the week from hell and exhaustion!
Smeg the prawns! The bastid hates whales and porpoises!! And seals and sealions and seacows and sea-otters and coral and sea worms and starfish and octopussies and calamari and jellyfish and sharks and crans and practically EVERYTHING in the water - especially the mammals!!!!
dlowan wrote:Wotcha yew doin' home on Satdee night Monger? I have the excuse of the week from hell and exhaustion!
I'm studying to try to git me a highschool diploma. 'Sides, I'm still recovering from last night..bit of chemical overdose.
Hmmmm - ditto.
How is the study going?
Good on ya!!!!!!!!!
Thankee. It's going well enough, laziness notwithstanding.
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dlowan wrote:Smeg the prawns! The bastid hates whales and porpoises!!
You could always just eat them to spite god. That's what I've been doing with the crawling bugs for years.
Eat whales and porpoises!!!!!!!!
Your curent avatar eats termites - and wittle baby monkeys...
You're gonna go to hell, furry butt...
I ate whale once, but I swear it wasn't on porpoise.
Ah - that's just the cetacean talking...
Oh, you thought I was punning...no, I ordered the whale liver, but to get it on porpoise was $20 extra, so I skipped it. God may hate whale, but I suppose said deity has never been constipated. Whale clears out the blowhole quite nicely.
I'm having a 'Finding Nemo' moment....do I speak whale?
I don't think the whales witll be prepared to speak to YOU any more cav, so the point is irrelevant...
To get back to the four-legged insect thing, perhaps it's a divine typo. I mean, 4 and 6 are really close to each other on the keyboard. Or perhaps God is a little dyslexic or at any rate maybe His/Her typist is.
Another theory is it could be just an accounting thing. Does anyone ever really check the heavenly books? Does God have the equivalent of the IRS come around and check all of the numbers? This could also explain why Adam, Noah and Methuselah all lived as long as they did.
I hereby call for a divine audit.
I heard that god gets audited every year, but a simple "Umm, didn't I create you, and therefore can destroy you" generally scares nebbish accountants away.
Can God make an accountant so persistent that even He (or She) will be audited?
Now there's a metaphysical question that isn't often asked.
