Submitted by Charles Proudfit, Boulder, CO.
From Table of Malcontents: Robot Identifies Human Flesh as Bacon
“Let the robot holocaust commence: robots think we taste like bacon … Upon being given a sample, he will speak up in a childlike voice and identify what he has just been fed. The idea is that wineries can tell if a wine is authentic without even opening the bottle, amongst other more obscure uses … like ‘tell me what this strange grayish lump at the back of my freezer is/was.’ But when some smart aleck reporter placed his hand in the robot’s omnivorous clanking jaw, he was identified as bacon. A cameraman then tried and was identified as prosciutto.”
I’ll never reach up into a vending machine again. ::shudder!::
Suddenly all those glowing red lights in my office aren’t nearly as comforting.
For my pal Anthony Lee on the eve of his first high-speed connection.
Whether you’re writing to your government representative or just getting down and dirty, why not start with a paper that ‘knows where you’re going’?
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It is said that all truth can be found in anagrams. These seem to argue for that.
I can’t take credit for this wonderful prayer. I just neatened it up and put it in a standard format for your printing pleasure. Enjoy!
The Beer Prayer
Which art in barrels,
Hallowed be thy Drink.
Thy will be drunk, (I will be drunk),
at home as it is in the tavern.
Give us this day our foamy head,
and forgive us our spillage,
as we forgive those who spill upon us.
And lead us not into incarceration,
but deliver us from hangovers.
For thine is the beer,
and the lager.
Beer Prayer (PDF, 516Kb)
No musical phenomenon was more short-lived than the Deadlines.
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Got questions? He’d like to know.
White & Nerdy by Al Yankovic