Eve vs. Glurge, Vol. II

My sister just forwarded this, which she was e’d by a friend of hers (“I like her, so I overlook it when she does stuff like this,” my sister says):

And my reply, which I asked my sister to forward to her friend, with my compliments:

My sister’s too nice, probably, to forward it on, though . . .

Very nice. I’d have probably been stuck with a response like:

“So your religion is consistent with eating human beings? Cooooool!!!”

Damn—I always write these things too quickly. It would’ve been funnier if the fish were praying to Poseidon.

That’s why you should never walk alone in grizzly country. Always take someone slower than you. You don’t have to outrun the bear, just the other sap.

Was the bear crossed-eyed, and named Gladly?

Nah - the joke was there anyhow. In fact, it was better your way because it parelleled the glurge’s idea that animals recognized the existence of God. Or god, if you prefer. As my grandmother Dora used to say after a hard day at her farm, “Come the reckoning, some o’them animals will be in trouble!”

By the by, I missed saying this earlier – it’s nice to see you here again. Speaking as a failed comedian, I feel funnier when you’re around.

New photo of Eve found on t’internet.
:eek:

BWAH HA HA!

. . . My exercise regime is paying off!

I love what you’ve done with your hair :smiley:

The original joke had no atheists in it. It was a minister that met the bear in the woods. Before they mucked with it, the joke was kinda funny.

Glurgistas rarely have any real sense of humor.

I would have stopped that sentence at “sense.”

But they make up for it with their humorous sense of reality.

Yllaria, how did the original joke end? Enquiring minds (mine, at least) want to know. :smiley:

I like “glurgistas.” Reminds me that we need to stamp out these unfunny rebels.

Pardon my ignorance, but what’s a glurge? :stuck_out_tongue:

Back on topic, yeah I get email of this sort occasionally from various people… some of it is messed up…

In general, they’re nauseatingly sugary-sweet stories designed to spread the word about how wonderful the sender’s chosen deity is, and how all you have to do to no longer be a worthless pile of crap is forward the tale along to all your friends.

Many, many examples.

"And the bear dropped his right paw, brought both paws together, bowed his head and spoke: “Lord bless this food, which I am about to receive from thy bounty through Christ our Lord, Amen.”

Well that solves that. And yet, leaves the more tanalizing question of whether the Pope shits in the woods sadly unanswered.

Bites tongue to keep from posting something tasteless about diapers.