Holden Black, we friend you. Offer mirror, bead, pretty bauble. Clearly to our far sight, upon my word, Could it be Homer himself come again? Squeeze you into the 24 if you like the sound of the name Hollywood.
Back on topic. Jane in misc.writing ’05 was busted/pwned for killing a cat ARRRRGGGHHH with antifreeze. Perhaps if we dropped a billion tons in the atmosphere you’d get…Heaven and Earth. well, yes, bit of my bio leaking in…Y not? I forget no slight or atrocity–‘specially towards good sense which is on special at Crazy Clarkes.
Take the author of Bevan and Mirth out and burn him at the stake. C how if he like it hot, fella. As he disappears in the crackles we can glower at him and say, you, buddy, are to climate science what Ted Bundy was to the Country Womens Association.
No bigotry. No sell out. We–if i may be so bold as to use the word we–will find the rest of the nest pretending to be an MKultra experiment in the jungle, wearing dark glasses and mixing some nice Kool Aid. Heeeya Hey Heeeya Hey.
AndtB & Holden – I’ve tried to create a scone circle but I keep eating them. Nowt like a turf baked scone with home churned butter and a shot or three of uisce beatha.
Mike, I recall the Neptune petrol stations although in Adelaide they were fewer than, say, Caltex or Ampol (hello, Stanley).
There was a mega-size bust of Neptune and trident on display at one site in the southern suburbs, it fascinated me as a kid. Thrills were cheap back then.
57 thoughts on “The Anti-Science is in!”
Bob Robson
February 17, 2012 at 10:28 amHolden Black, we friend you. Offer mirror, bead, pretty bauble. Clearly to our far sight, upon my word, Could it be Homer himself come again? Squeeze you into the 24 if you like the sound of the name Hollywood.
Bob Robson
February 17, 2012 at 10:41 amBack on topic. Jane in misc.writing ’05 was busted/pwned for killing a cat ARRRRGGGHHH with antifreeze. Perhaps if we dropped a billion tons in the atmosphere you’d get…Heaven and Earth. well, yes, bit of my bio leaking in…Y not? I forget no slight or atrocity–‘specially towards good sense which is on special at Crazy Clarkes.
Take the author of Bevan and Mirth out and burn him at the stake. C how if he like it hot, fella. As he disappears in the crackles we can glower at him and say, you, buddy, are to climate science what Ted Bundy was to the Country Womens Association.
No bigotry. No sell out. We–if i may be so bold as to use the word we–will find the rest of the nest pretending to be an MKultra experiment in the jungle, wearing dark glasses and mixing some nice Kool Aid. Heeeya Hey Heeeya Hey.
Bob Robson
February 17, 2012 at 10:42 amdammit where’s my last comment!
Holden Back
February 17, 2012 at 11:17 amBob Robson – clearly moderator no likey ooga booga.
Holden Back
February 17, 2012 at 11:19 amAR – are you erecting a Scone Circle with some astronomical porpoise?
Matthew of Canberra
February 17, 2012 at 1:10 pmNoah was a drunk. And he showed his nakedness.
AR
February 17, 2012 at 7:41 pmAndtB & Holden – I’ve tried to create a scone circle but I keep eating them. Nowt like a turf baked scone with home churned butter and a shot or three of uisce beatha.
zut alors
February 18, 2012 at 6:25 pmI had barely recovered from Jaxxon et al when today I heard a mother calling to her heir. Neptune!
Cannot confirm the spelling ie: possibly a single, double or triple ‘p’.
Mike Jones
February 18, 2012 at 10:50 pmZut do you remember when Neptune was a brand of petrol ? Snifff Sniffffff ?
zut alors
February 19, 2012 at 8:45 amMike, I recall the Neptune petrol stations although in Adelaide they were fewer than, say, Caltex or Ampol (hello, Stanley).
There was a mega-size bust of Neptune and trident on display at one site in the southern suburbs, it fascinated me as a kid. Thrills were cheap back then.