Tuesday, October 16, 2007
From the outer edges of the human gene pool
Let me decisive. If you can see the image of the former pope in flames I want you to know modern medicine has drugs for this condition. All kinds and in different strenghts. Barring a refusal to take the cure, I do have an old holy grilled cheese sandwich I can sell you.
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To me the picture says "do not put the potatoes in yet, wait to the fire to subside". But I'm a known heretic...
One video field on an interlaced video scan lasts approximately 1/30th of a second. That means in one minute of video shot of a campfire, there are 1,800 random shapes. Hey, look, there's a pope, the silhouette of North America, the letter T, an elephant...
It must be a bloody boring afterlife if dead Popes are rematerializing in campfires and the Virgin Mary has nothing better to do than manifest in a Chicago underpass. I sure hope they issue Ipods.
Balbulican, I cannot remember which modern philosopher it was who suggested hell was simply a waiting room in the next life...but he might have a point.
I just cannot understand the mentality of those who see alleged images of "holiness" in food or underpasses or flames. Undiagnosed and untreated mental illness is rampant...holy pancakes...oy.
I think SnoopytheGoon has the only sane response to Flaming Pope on the bbq.
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