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January 2, 2015 at 6:40 am
Fupitidy is mesrecable!
"Well, evolution is a theory. It is also a fact. And facts and theories are different things, not rungs in a hierarchy of increasing certainty. Facts are the world's data. Theories are structures of ideas that explain and interpret facts. Facts don't go away when scientists debate rival theories to explain them. Einstein's theory of gravitation replaced Newton's in this century, but apples didn't suspend themselves in midair, pending the outcome. And humans evolved from ape- like ancestors whether they did so by Darwin's proposed mechanism or by some other yet to be discovered."
-Stephen Jay Gould
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January 2, 2015 at 8:40 am
Sneak attack! 403 damage!
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January 2, 2015 at 2:45 pm
persnickety prevalence and podium pallor
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January 2, 2015 at 2:49 pm
Untidy preference and household squaller.
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January 2, 2015 at 2:52 pm
rooting rutabagas and fruiting Fygmalions
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January 2, 2015 at 3:06 pm
scratching in the rocky soil for scarce turnips
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January 2, 2015 at 4:58 pm
This guy went up to the landlord of the pub and said, "I want to marry your daughter." The landlord replied, "First you must complete three challenges. Drink 10 pints in a row. Then pull out the rotten tooth of my pitbull. Then give the old lady in the corner an orgasm."
The guy rises to the challenge. He drinks the 10 pints with no trouble. He then heads down to the cellar to find the pitbull. There's loads of howling and screaming, and finally the guy emerges, covered in blood, from the cellar.
He says, "Right! Now where's the old lady with the rotten tooth?"
