Everyone's trying to get into the act:

http://www.observer.co.uk/internatio...915125,00.html

 

LMAO, a talking fish, JUST CLUB THE DAMN THING AND EAT IT!!!

 

That's what they did. Now, be honest, if you found a talking fish, would you club it to death and eat it, or would you try to make a little money on the talk show circuit?

 

I saw that article i think on Drudge's site - pretty good. What's so strange?? You ever heard people speaking in tongues?? Ok, you're right, fish don't have a larynx..

 

Talk show?? Heck you gotta pay taxes on that money. You gotta start a new religion my brotha. Now let me see.... THe new church would have to be about 60ft. long 2 Man diesels, made by hmmm, Ocean Yachts, and lots of divining rods to put over the side to try to catch some more revelations. Oh yeah and a big cooler full of "holy mead"- in single serving containers.....

I know, i'm going to hell......

 

WT,

LMAO, I think you're going straight to hell for that one, I just can't figure out if I'm behind you or just in front.

 

The day a fish starts talking to me is the day I begin to drink again...

And then I am going to club the living sh*t out of the fish...

It is bad enough to have a wife, or X-wife blabbing and mumbling at you, but a FISH, hell no, it is going to get clubed or shot, or both...

 

doesn't it say that we were originally created in God's image? Maybe that Darwin guy had something after all

 

Hey "01" remember Ole' Joseph C. Wilson IV, the ex-ambassador to Iraq? Well, a friend of mine sent me part of an interview or an article he wrote, thought I'd share it with you and anyone else that cares.

Ex-ambassador to Iraq, Joseph C. Wilson IV, told a funny story. Saddam had a habit of never raising his hand from his side to shake with visiting diplomats. He intentionally let it hang low at his side, that way the visiting diplomat had to bend down and reach for his hand. Supposedly Saddam thought it made the visitor look as if he was bowing slightly to the superiority of Saddam. Wilson had enough of that crap, so he never looked down, just stuck his hand out to shake in the normal position. He caught Saddam in a strategic location, and Saddam never tried it on him again.
(I didn't say the guy was truthful, just entertaining.)

 

Maybe Saddam isn't that bad of a guy after all. I mean maybe he has a pet fish that talks to him and that is why he does what he does. Something to think about???

HELL NO, club the fish and Kick the Sh*t out of Saddam...

 

Maybe that fish was Mr. Limpit ! Remember the movie with Don Knots?

 

Oh no.... they finally caught him....

I guess I should explain...

Over the past 9 years, I've been training Ralph to talk. You see, Ralph was my pet Carp. I had to release him recently when my landlord came in and saw us talking to eachother in various languages. He was actually tri-lingual and liked to speak hebrew, latin, and most of all, portugese. The one thing I never thought I'd have to teach him ultimately caused his death...

We'll miss him...

 

Yes, I remember Mr. Limpit, but this couldn't have been him 'cause RP already claimed him as his dorsal finned geological genius.

 

Odd that you say that because Ralph had a passion for earth science. I was in the middle of explaining hydraulic conductivity and the mineralogy of hornblende rich feldspar containing metamorphic rocks. He was very good with the sedimentology and stratigraphy but, he needed help in the 'hard rock'/petrology side of the field.

Classical geology wasn't his fortee'; he was much better with the applied.

All that time wasted. Teaching geology in Portugese wasn't exactly 'easy' either...

*sighs*

God I'm going to miss him. He was such a good fish...

 

RP,

You know I followed everything you just said.

But you did make one wrong statement. He wasn't a "good fish", he was a gefilte fish!