With a crackle and hiss the tiny goblin materialized in the center of the cavernous chamber. Disoriented, he glanced quickly from side to side, taking in the astonished looks of the small party of battle weary adventurers who had summoned him, before, finally and fatefully, looking up into the rapidly descending jaws of an enormous dragon. In a tiny, squeaky, quivering voice he uttered the only words of his brief and ill-fated existence... "oh shit".
Wednesday, August 17, 2005
And Where Did You Get Those Damn Shoes?
Oh my, oh my, the fundies are at it again. Via Jesus' General we get this. Just lovely. Remember the Enlightenment? These people don't. On your backs ladies, it's for Jesus!
That reminds me of the time I actually wanted to damage a book: That Hideous Strength by C. S. Lewis. I don't think an assertion by a fiction author has ever before or since made me that furious.
Of course, idiots will continue existing, if the only ones breeding them believe this kind of tripe. Genes will tell.
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That reminds me of the time I actually wanted to damage a book: That Hideous Strength by C. S. Lewis. I don't think an assertion by a fiction author has ever before or since made me that furious.
Of course, idiots will continue existing, if the only ones breeding them believe this kind of tripe. Genes will tell.
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