Judy:
> And, hey, non-believer, feel free to "discriminate" between and amongst
> yourselves. I'm unable to differentiate all y'all, anyway.
Well, you ought to try -- we athiests ain't all the same.
> Like I said before, but now I'll say it more personally for you guys:
> You're like the flea on the dog's back that sez: "I don't believe in
dog."
Like the Seven Blind Men and the Elephant -- look, Judy, I GREW UP with the
Argument from Analogy -- don't try to play that card on me!
> Despite your excellent little irony, it actually makes sense to hate that
> which you don't believe is scratching you, you being the irritants and
all.
Bleh!!!
> {s'pose I've raised the hackles of my darling adored and adoring one yet?}
Well, I don't know about Patrick, but you've sure as hell raised *my*
hackles.
<g>
> 'Til soon, then, and unto infinity----the vast souls-filled cosmos . . . .
>
> Shmooly Joodly
Apocatastasis, and the Pelgian Heresy -- I can play this game till the cows
come home.
Don't *ever* quote a third-rate cite from Ezra Pound at me.
> Don't you guys EVER sleep over there 'cross the Big Mud?!
Infrequently.
The Rodent
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