hehehe I’ve been chuckling for five minutes after Scylla’s blow-by-blow so I had to come ack and at least lol here.
But I don’t necessarily agree that IPU has an advantage cos she also has a big disadvantage. We know unicorns cave where virgins are concerned. The ‘female’ part of the mythos is no doubt a patriarchal plot to ensure the early identification of young maidens ripe for the… um…unicorn taming.
I suggest that the IPU would be unable to resist the purity of the carpenter. Unless of course you believe those who say he wasn’t a virgin…
Then he’d have to rely on an old trick (but def. a good one) and turn the IPUs sweat into wine, thereby simultanesously intoxicating and dehyrdrating the poor creature.
Yet another example of a christian riding roughshod over others beliefs.
You realize, of course, that while a thread appears in Threadspotting, every newbie and his brother will be posting their own two-cents-worth without bothering to read any of the replies in the thread (and sometimes not even the OP)…
is the IPU a product of scientific discovery or someones imagination, 'cause i aint never seen jesus but made of wood or stone or clay and up on a cross or something, he never looks happy, but i’ve definitely seen pink unicorns, on acid, off acid, and they’re always happy. so the IPU wins, cause he’s eternally happy IMO
It is a quote by a character from the Simpsons television series.
In this case, it is a comment upon the irony that underlies the universal angst of religion. Think of the Borg, assimilating a species whose technology they desire. Though the Borg view the process as combinatorial, and a step toward perfection (the Borg metaphysic), the other species might view it oppositely, as a loss of its own identity, not to mention the unsavory trauma that it must endure.
Enter Mr. Burns who, when Homer, replete with new hair growth, and sitting at an executive meeting, complains that not enough tartar sauce is served with the fish at lunch, and recommends serving a larger helping of tartar sauce as a morale incentive, suddenly is shocked to life.
Overriding the protest of Smithers, his effete foot-licking sycophant, Burns turns inward, rubs together his bony, rubbery hands, and gazes at nothing in particular, as though his eyes were resting on a shelf. Momentarily, there is an epiphanic expression, as his eyebrows begin to lower from the vivified, raised awnings of an awe-struck revelation to the heavy, drooping covers of an evil, glinted squint, as he realizes that he might get more work out of people for only a penny or two per person.
“No, Smithers,” Burns says, with his inimitable voice, like a castrated witch, “let them have their tar-tar sauce.”
(Note: to really get the joke, you have to understand that Burns pronounced “tar-tar” as though it were a Japanese or French word!)
Oh, I agree with tracer that Her Holy Hooves are more than a match for Jesus’ fish. I mean, look: Jesus–two feet; IPU–four feet. The IPU can logically therefore do anything requiring bodily stability twice as well as Jesus. And since Jesus is infinitely stable when upright (no mention of “the Lord slipped and fell today” made by the Apostles; and anyhow Jesus, having made the Earth, would be infinitely sure-footed on it), the IPU is therefore doubly infinitely sure-footed. And you claim Her Pinkness could slip and fall!?
I just thought of something. Jesus is far too wily to go for the straight win. You just know he’d let the IPU win, and then totally play the martyr, and probably gain more converts, and thus might be said to have been the actual winner, in real terms.
Followers of the Invisible Pink Unicorn, how can an invisible being be pink?
If your God has chosen pink as her divine portion of the visible spectrum, then I must say that she is sorely lacking in good taste.
I could worship a puce god, a mauve god, but pink is simply too god-awful.
To the IPU, I therefore say: :p.
“Oh, I agree with tracer that Her Holy Hooves are more than a match for Jesus’ fish.”
Oh give me a break?
Do you have any idea how difficult it is to walk on a mountain of fish?
I can tell you from my personal experience as Alaskan champion fish-monger, that it ain’t easy (OK I’m lying here, so what?)
Her hooves would get no traction whatsoever. She’d sink into the slimy wriggling fishies, and wait helplessly Jesus (who can walk on water, and fish are mostly water so this shouldn’t be any problem at all.)
At any rate, this trick is right up the alley of THe Purple Oyster (of Doom,) who will undoubtedly see this as an opportunity for vengeance, and assist JC.
Let’s get serious here. The IPU’s primary super-power/miracle is her ability to turn laundry pink. The main downside for JC here is that he’ll have to preach next Sunday in an embarassingly effete robe.
THis might even be an advantage as it would give JC appeal amongst the gay community.
IMO