5 thoughts on “Bucky the cat

  1. I don’t disagree.
    Which proves precisely nothing.
    Start drunken rant :
    Where do I start? If nothing is claimed, solidly, there is nothing to argue against. At least in this respect, Papal authority makes life simple. “this, that and the other happened. OK, there are blocks, where is my chisel (to separate them, then pulverise them ; pulverisation can be done en masse too.
    The Flying Spaghetti Monster (Blessed be his Noodly Appendage) makes highly specific claims (one’s heavenly reward is somewhere between the Beer Volcano and the Stripper Factory), which NO-ONE HAS REFUTED. Not one of the Blessed has returned from Heaven to tell us of the comeliness of the strippers (the gender is, of course, appropriate to the Blessed One) ; not one single solitary Blessed geologist has made one word of a complaint about the … irregular … petrology of the Beer Volcano (as a geolgist, I weight that datum highly. Geologists notice these things, and complain. All the way to Hollywood!)
    So it MUST be TRUE.
    I think I should stop now. Get off my Lawn! (I think. That’s the joke. Isn’t it.)

  2. Hitch hic ? (I had a colleague going through heavy Chemo ; when he said “hic”, you passed him the puke bucket, no questions asked.)

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