Bump this thread when Indiana sucks
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if you still have a holiday on the same day you're still distinguishing the original holiday. lol this pc stuff is so illogical. like "c.e. & b.c.e." lol. if taking away the title and prestige of the original meaning helps people feel and act better, fine. but unless you change the calander there is no significance lost in the history of the day by it being re distinguished.
son: "dad what does common era mean?"
dad: "it means like modern times."
son: "why is everything before the common era old? what happened at year zero?
dad: "where's your mother."
so you try to bury the past through lack of referencing is the only hope here. whether you agree or not it is still the past though, meaning it happened, until the dates themselves are altogether erased and not acknowledged. and whether jesus lived or not, the romans most definitely acknowledged him. it's going to be hard to rip that thread from history because so much of roman/greek history is still relevant.
son: "dad what does common era mean?"
dad: "it means like modern times."
son: "why is everything before the common era old? what happened at year zero?
dad: "where's your mother."
so you try to bury the past through lack of referencing is the only hope here. whether you agree or not it is still the past though, meaning it happened, until the dates themselves are altogether erased and not acknowledged. and whether jesus lived or not, the romans most definitely acknowledged him. it's going to be hard to rip that thread from history because so much of roman/greek history is still relevant.
My goodness what is our world coming to, this is ridiculous.
Inside ClappyLand Uncle Pickles discovered Clappy in the dark shadows of wicked sideshow evil off the Midway. There were photoshopped wrecking balls, green-broke swamp donkeys, and pole dancing midgets. Some of which simply unfit to be gazed upon by worry wart buttercups.
Then in an obscure outbuilding next to the hay behind the elephants. Through a scary door . . .
Mimes . . .
at the infamous . . .
Then in an obscure outbuilding next to the hay behind the elephants. Through a scary door . . .
Mimes . . .
at the infamous . . .
Clappy Mime School of Rhythmic Chicken Rocking
where there's obvious fowl play
These Hoosier bookends tell Pickles
Flossie found gigging a peep show for scratch
Clappy's Big Top is perfect for the Hoosiers
Guarantees pure uncut lunacy to
maintain eternal suckcess
where there's obvious fowl play
These Hoosier bookends tell Pickles
Flossie found gigging a peep show for scratch
Clappy's Big Top is perfect for the Hoosiers
Guarantees pure uncut lunacy to
maintain eternal suckcess
Can't believe they didn't fire him. sounds like he has too much sense to be a college professor.
Everything or Anything. You can't offend chickens, they're on the menu. For example, the favorite ice cream flavor in ClappyLand might be:
I haven't finished the research about the ice cream but the fact that Hoosiers always suck is very clear to me since the 50s. The whole family knew this except those poor suckers born north of the river.
Rooster
Wow, this thread is all kinds of Creepy... Ive not opened it till tonight. Not sure I inderstand much of whats going on in here other than IU sucks again!
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his name is rooster and he communicates with us using characters who happen to be chickens. idk but i love him. his first post ever he entered a conversation where fouls came up and he showed up with the name rooster a chicken avatar sig and posted a picture of birds. to this day it is the most random thing i've ever seen on the internet. i swear he's a resident comedic genius and hopefully a die hard uk fan.
[roll]Inside ClappyLand Uncle Pickles discovered Clappy in the dark shadows of wicked sideshow evil off the Midway. There were photoshopped wrecking balls, green-broke swamp donkeys, and pole dancing midgets. Some of which simply unfit to be gazed upon by worry wart buttercups.
Then in an obscure outbuilding next to the hay behind the elephants. Through a scary door . . .
Mimes . . .
at the infamous . . .
Clappy Mime School of Rhythmic Chicken Rocking
where there's obvious fowl play
These Hoosier bookends tell Pickles
Flossie found gigging a peep show for scratch
Clappy's Big Top is perfect for the Hoosiers
Guarantees pure uncut lunacy to
maintain eternal suckcess