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Tattoo of Leviticus 18:22 forbidding homosexuality: $200
Not knowing that Leviticus 19:28 forbids tattoos: Priceless
You must forgive me, madam. My pour is not what it once was. If only it had been my other arm I left on the ochre fields of Centauri B! I have never quite adjusted to being suddenly and irrevocably left-handed. I was fond of that arm—I bit my nails to the quick; it had three moles and a little round birthmark, like a drop of spilled syrah. Shall we toast to old friends? In the war they used to say: go, lose your arm. You can still pour. But if you let them take your tongue you might as well die here.
Excellent stuff.
Huh. And here’s me thinking, all these many years, that the “kazoo-vocal” at the end was studio trickery. Who’da thunk it?
The Walled City and Shanghai photos are particularly moving/fascinating/terrifying/etc.
Why Nikola Tesla was the greatest geek who ever lived. View comic.
And why I’m fighting the good fight in bashing Edison when my daughter comes home from elementary school with her head full of “Edison this, Edison that.” Delightful.
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