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".
Tuesday, December 20, 2005
It's the little things.
Like this. I expect Pastafarians to be up in arms before the week is over, demanding equal time for the Flying Spaghetti Monster and condemning the godless, pastaless, court system. I've downloaded the entire ruling in PDF and do truly look forward to the read.
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Another one of those damn activitist judges who doesn't know his place. Everyone knows the constitution gives all power to the president and God.
Yes but which God? and which "president?"
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