Not very long - unless you are microscopic yourself - in which case it is quite largish.
Rosanne Rosannadana would describe it as:
'Teeeenie, tiny, tineenie, itsie, bitsie, weenie, teeny, tiny, teeweenie, itsy witsie.'
actually= one-onethousandth of onethousandth of a meter.
Or, a very teeenie, tiny, tineenie, - - - witsie, etc., number.
Hey!! since God quit, do I still get my shrubbery?? And do I have a choice??
I am soooooooo disappointed with god!
I still have a most imperfect body, and Africa is no better off.
All bodies are perfect in their own way. Vote cav for god.
What can YOU do for me - and Africa?
Shrubbery shribbery shock
Where the Hell is God when you need him??
He looks "sprung" - why is he in prison?
dlowan, I can't promise you or Africa anything until I am voted God. Only then will my powers come to fruition.
Cav, If you're god what the hell are you holding elections for-you know the result already right so just get on with it .
I want a nice place in Monte Carlo, a flat on the Thames close to the West End , a helicopter to baet the traffic, a lear jet to pop over and see Dlowan and Margo one week then Lola, Diane, Eva, P & L, Sofia and all the hot chicks in the States then back to see my mates Gautam, Kitchen Pete, oldenknew in the Uk. Oh yes and a ferrari and an 8 figure bank account. You do that and you are GOD
Well, therein lies the politics. I have called an election, it is highly unlikely I will be voted God, so I probably won't have to make good on any promises I make. In addition, if I were voted God, and found myself without the necessary powers to fulfill said request/promises, I could claim that despite the votes, a clear lack of faith from the voters was the true reason my powers did not come to full peak. Beware of false prophets, heh heh...
Durn shrubberies. I'm mowing as fast as I can!
I've subcontracted some of the mowing work to donkeys:
and goats:
Nice finish on this one Jes !
You wanna stand for God you'll get my vote, Cav is about as much use as a Canadian in a Kitchen
Just cuz I'm a false prophet doesn't mean I can't cook...
If you declare a false profit, you aint making no money mister.
See this is how it works:-
Sales (covers in your lingo) less cost of goods sold=margin
Out of margin comes stuff like eating your own stuff to make sure it tastes right, marketing and advertising, decorating the restaurant, interest to bank, tax, etc
So at the end of the day a false profit just aint good enough, give up the day job and become a monk
Slight movement in the shrubbery.
Arte Johnson look-a-like in WWII German helmet peeks out:
"Interesting, VERY interesting!!"
Hmm...profit vs. prophet...I like profit better
Jespah - is one of those goats doing to another goat what I think it is?
My shrubbery feels rubbery
The fake plants are quite scary.
Those plastic leaves cause me to heave,
I want some topiary!
