I finished my coffee, put down the Michio Kaku book on multidimensional universes and opened my e-mail to find this.
What can you say? Whatever multidimensional universe I was born into, it must have been the wrong one.
Yes, but will it transubstantiate?
Cross posted from The Impolitic
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7 comments:
A priest, a minister, and a rabbi walk into a bar. About ten minutes later, a horse walks in, and the bartender asks, "Hey buddy, why the long face?"
OK, OK, so you didn't like the last one. Then how about:
Frito cum Sancto Spíritu
Jesu Crispy, cum sancto salis?
Like I said before, I need to get on your spam e-mail lists. You get the most hilarious nonsense.
You think it's funny and I think it's funny, but millions don't. That's why I think there's no hope.
Gee, Fogg. Not everyone lacks hope in their soul.
As much as I appreciate Ingres, it doesn't give me hope -- and of course I have no soul.
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