Courtesy of Sadly, No!
Yes, she really compared the issue of the origin of the universe to the design of upscale handbags. This is what's wrong with the Seahawks this season; having to deal with this ninny at family gatherings has actually made Matt Hasselbeck stupider.
Showing posts with label Baramin chickens. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Baramin chickens. Show all posts
Sunday, December 14, 2008
Wednesday, June 06, 2007
They Pull Me Back
Just when I think I'm done blogging for a bit, something screams for attention:
It seems that science is on the march, having proved to the satisfaction of some anthropologist and Yahoo! News that humans must necessarily have transported Polynesian chickens to Chile. Of course, this challenges conventional and long-proven notions of how chickens got to Chile. Why scientists would bother to be challenging this when they should be out proving that the Earth is flat is beyond me.
Some days? Shit just makes itself up.
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Actual Science,
All God's chickens,
Baramin chickens
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