For those of you who haven't been included in the Flavour of the Week Mailing, this is especially for you, dammit and you will like it. So spoke the Great Celestrial WeeSaul.
Run away, TinkieWinkie. Run away, Po...
To those of you who are reading this have noticed that I have created a new and improved format for the Flavour of the Week Mailing (though those of you who only check out the HTML version will not notice any difference to the format)...
It was hinted by a reader that I should make this in a more business-like format and since I value popular opinion (at least when it comes to this here little e-mail thingie), I decided to get down with my bad self and make it businessesque...
And stuff, I guess but what the fuck do I know?
At least I put it in a format that is more like most of the 20 or 30 mailing I'm subscribed to...
And I have actually put a date on these here thingies so that I can one day put an archive of the mailings on site...
And having 4 1/2 to 5 years of on again, off again mailings laying about with no idea of when I sent them is buggin' me especially since I don't actually have any idea when I really started this thingie up...
It just kinda grew with the help of a little shower and one day the leaves shall turn brown and it shall die...
Everybody sing, everybody dance...
A Pagan died and, much to her surprise, found herself at the Pearly Gates facing St. Peter. He walked up to her and said, "Hello, and welcome."
She stared at St. Peter in complete confusion. "Wait a minute," she said. "I was supposed to end up in the Summerlands."
He smiled. "Ah, you must be one of our Pagan sisters. Follow me, please."
Peter gestured for her to follow him down a small path which went through the gates and down a bit to the left. They walked for a short while, then he stepped back and gestured her forward. Looking past his hand, she saw the verdant fields and forests of her desired Summerlands. She saw people feasting, dancing, and making merry, exactly as she expected. While shaking her head in wonder, the Pagan happened to glance over to one side and saw a small group of people a short way away from the edge of the Summerlands. The people in the group were watching the revelers, but not joining them. Instead, they were screaming and weeping piteously.
The Pagan looked at St. Peter. "Who are those people?"
St. Peter replied, "Them? They're fundamentalists. They're a bit surprised to see you all there, so they stand there and carry on like that all day."
"Why? Don't they have better things to do?"
Peter leaned conspiratorially toward her. "They don't really have a choice. They're actually in Hell. God doesn't like being told what He thinks."
"Armed Forces" by Elvis Costello & the Attractions
One of the top ten albums of all time...
My opinion which is the only real opinion expressed here...
Häagen-Dazs
Chocolate Turtle
Didn't know turtles were so tasty...
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