Sunday, August 21, 2005

Flying Spaghetti Monster - You Will Believe AND Get Hefty Enough To Tip The Scales In Your Favor
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Parody_religion

WHEN BUSH IS DONE CLEARING ALL THOSE ????:

  • A Good Boy


  • I woke before the morning, I was happy all the day,
    I never said an ugly word, but smiled and stuck to play.

    And now at last the sun is going down behind the wood,
    And I am very happy, for I know that I've been good.

    My bed is waiting cool and fresh, with linen smooth and fair,
    And I must be off to sleepsin-by, and not forget my prayer.

    I know that, till to-morrow I shall see the sun arise,
    No ugly dream shall fright my mind, no ugly sight my eyes.

    But slumber hold me tightly till I waken in the dawn,
    And hear the thrushes singing in the lilacs round the lawn.

    Robert Louis Stevenson

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