Ooooh. Using *logic * to fight the glurgers.
I’m sure *that’s * going to work real well! :dubious:
Maybe you’re right. I said I was guessing.
That one is a little obscure, but basically when the Romans would imprison someone the prisoners would often fashion crude knives or “scivit” common items like spoons
That one is a little obscure, but basically when the Romans would imprison someone the prisoners would often fashion crude knives or “scivit” out of common items like spoons
Ist das so? Ich spucke auf Feder Ihrer Tante vom großen Auto in den Wolken!
That’s right, you never hear about it.
Shouldn’t that be “and I don’t want some my boyfriend getting genetically bonded with a fly and vomitting acid everywhere either. But, if Thine angels are buff guys, tell them that earth girls are easy.”
“Is that so? I spit on feather of your aunt of the large car in the clouds!” *
Eve, fun’s fun, but you lay off of his duck-aunt’s sky Buick. Okay?
*babelfish
But it’s funny, and at least as likely to work as some much less amusing ways of fighting them.
“Cognovit” might have been the better idiom than “scivit”, but I’m delighted to have furnished as much amusement as I did. Mind you, it also taxed my Latin to the very hilt. 
I don’t seem to get glurge email any more. I think I scared my sister off. The one about the true nature of female beauty was a doozy. Still, on the whole, I’m just as glad.
And, Eve, you keep fightin’ off those oppressors, ya hear? First it’s puttin’ up cross-shaped memorials to dead people, then it’s people makin’ like those little cuties in the Chick tract, y’know, the little girl explaining earnestly and with them big old eyes about how Jesus has prepared her a mansion in his Father’s house and she really wants her friend to come too? It just never ends. More power to you!
Would be better to subtly alter the message(to anti-god), so glancing over it wouldn’t show any differences…see how long it gets forwarded with the change