In "Canada has the Royal Assent. Gay marriage is now the law. "

The rally culminated by spilling into Plaza de Colon. Heh, fish tick! Good eye! I want to delete the "L" from "cuLminate" and read the sentence over and over.

In " Curious George - Supreme Contest"

Al Gonzales. Totally.

In "Do a search on eBay for "monkeyfilter""

Hit harder, I think we're getting somewhere... Are thoe my IQ points scrambling out the door?

In "40 things that only happen in the movies."

I know the part about the glasses, but did anyone mention that cutting your hair or changing it's color completely changes your physical identity? And what about the bimbo or token non-caucasoid being the first one killed? "Don't go into the graveyard! AHHHHH!"

In "Do a search on eBay for "monkeyfilter""

Oop...heh...wrong thread. I'm a dope. Where's that 2X4? *whack whack whack*

Heck, instead of paying £7.95 for a bottle of Adobe Spray-On Photoshop Mud, I'd just toss together my famous mudpie recipe and slop it on your car for a mere $.50. My mudpie recipe is backyard-famous.

In "The Forgery Indictments and Biblical Archaeology Review"

Nah, I'd bet there are just as many, percentage wise. Remember that the majority of people alive on earth today (such as those in China, India, and other over-populated and under-liberated* countries) are not privy to many of our westernized goodies, like information. Those many people are just as likely to be swayed by superstition today as they would have been centuries ago. I don't necessarily believe that modern society has made the masses at large more savvy about reality. But, like anything else I say, your mileage might vary. ---------------------------- *[this word brought to you by the Freedom-Loving Liberationmongers for Global Meta-Manifest Destiny]

Yeah, but people haven't changed much since then. Look at all the people who make pilgrimages to Virgin Mary sightings around the world.

I'd like to go to one of these underground schools, learn how to forge archeological items, then make them and sell them as reproductions or art. Chaucer wrote a lot about that. I love the whole pigs' bones as saints' bones gig that was going on at the time. Of course, they were not sold as reproductions, but what did it matter then? Supply and demand, you know.

In "The Desert and I: A Study in Affinity."

Hello Plegmund and beeswacky! The air is hot and dry, but even I love my air conditioning. Maybe it's my Norwegian genes...

There's no contradiction there. I left as soon as I could. Darn blasted parents and their isolationist ways. But yes, even I have my moments.

Can you explain that statement, please? I'm assuming you mean the part about the desert people? Based on my experience extremely isolated desert communities, people who retreat to the desert are either A) hiding out from the law; B) hiding out from society; C) genuinely love living out the the desert (but that is a very small percentage). I speak from considerable experience. I spent 25 years in a little desert town of Newberry Springs where the standard of living was very low and the masses at large had a shiftless and defeatist mentality. The various other little desert towns I've visited (either for pleasure or for work) display the same sort of tendencies. The pattern is pretty prevalent.

I grew up in the Mojave. It's the major reason I wanted to become a geologist. The desert people, on the other hand, leave a lot to be desired.

In "Unborn babies carry pollutants"

Argh, I also have a neighbor who used to be a cop (I think he served for 5 years), and he does the same thing. My sheriff brother-in-law once informed me and my hoosband that all abducted children were used in satanic rituals, which are always covered up by lawyers and judges. Lesson for the day: don't give cops access to the Internets. That is all.

In "Fragrance for your belly button."

Well, there's another deoderizing routine the French will likely refuse to comply with.

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