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Color on Both Sides of the Road

And as always, we also want you to look at more . . .

And About Time

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Isn’t Evolution Simply a Marvel?

If you are still trying to banish the last vestiges of Darwin from your heart, make sure to watch the second video below . . .

Jokes I Like to Tell

One time there was a minister of the gospel, a bachelor, who decided to buy a parrot. He was an economical man, and so he decided not to go the pet store route. This meant that he was forced to advertise for a second hand parrot. Fortunately he lived in a big city, and he received several calls in response to his advertisement.

He settled on one, and purchased it. When the previous owner delivered it, they chatted for a few moments, and the minister discovered that the previous owner had been a sailor in the merchant marine for many years. He also discovered, in the days that followed, that his new parrot had quite a blue vocabulary. It was generally pretty good most of the time, but whenever there was company, it would wait for a moment of silence and say something that would be acutely embarrassing to anyone, and even more considering that his owner was a man of the cloth.

One day the minister looked out his front door, and realized that he had forgotten to change the location of a meeting he had with three representatives of the Ladies Fellowship. They would be at his door in a moment, and the dread certainty that his parrot was going to start misbehaving in just a couple of minutes descended upon him. Two of the ladies were on the critical end of the congregation, and he just couldn’t afford any incident.

So he ran over to the cage and grabbed the parrot. But then the problem of where to keep it during the meeting arose. He darted to the back end of the house. There was no place he could think of to put the parrot. As he was headed back to the front of the house to answer the door, his eye fell on his refrigerator. Without thinking, he just opened the freezer door, thrust the parrot in, and closed the door. “It will be a short meeting,” he reassured himself.

It was a short meeting, only about fifteen minutes. When the ladies had gotten everything they asked for—the minister seemed to be remarkably compliant and somewhat distracted—he escorted them to the door, closed it behind them, and ran to the kitchen to rescue his parrot.

The parrot seemed none the worse for wear, and stepped out onto his finger obediently. It took a few days for the minister to realize that something was different. Not a single cuss word came from his parrot. Three days, four. Company came and went, and no untoward language came from the cage. The minister was really baffled by this.

But after a full week went by, the parrot finally spoke up. “So,” it said, “what did the chicken do?”

A Song I Really Like for Some Reason

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Jonathan, the fake one
Jonathan, the fake one
2 years ago

Ok Wilson, you know as well as anyone that those tree leaves are GREEN most of the year! You need to apologize for being so dishonest! 😉

Cherrera
Cherrera
2 years ago

You’re letting me down, Jonathan. I expected at least 35 comments by now. I know you’re also busy commenting on 8 older posts as well, but still…don’t start slacking! Remember what Jesus said in the NSJW translation “You shall know them by their machine gun commenting game!”*

  • * This was NSJW 2.0. Later versions removed all references to weapons and added “antiracism,” “#metoo” and “queer ally” as fruits of the spirit.
Will
Will
2 years ago
Reply to  Cherrera

It’s so gratifying to know that Jonathan is living rent free in your head!

Cherrera
Cherrera
2 years ago
Reply to  Will

Says someone who leaves 3 comments on a 4-day old thread in the space of a few minutes. Talk about projection and proving my point. It’s very clear from reading just a few of your comments that you’re not the sharpest tack in the box…just a sad hanger-on.

Will
Will
2 years ago
Reply to  Cherrera

And yet, here you are commenting 6 hours later. Now I’m living rent free in your head, too. No surprise, there’s plenty of room in here.

FYI, that’s not your Jonathan commenting.

Rent free!!

Last edited 2 years ago by Will
Cherrera
Cherrera
2 years ago
Reply to  Will

Yes, little Will, I know that wasn’t your hero commenting. But I’m glad figuring that out was such a grand intellectual achievement for you. Now go to bed, so you can be rested to hear one of your other heroes, Joseph Robinette Biden Jr., give a fear-mongering speech on the moronic variant tomorrow night. Be afraid…be very afraid!

Will
Will
2 years ago
Reply to  Cherrera

Rent free!!

Malachi Tarchannen
Malachi Tarchannen
2 years ago

I haven’t laughed so hard at a long, convoluted joke as that one in ages. Hilarious!!
Well played…

Will
Will
2 years ago

A godly satirist should be a member of a worshipping community of orthodox and faithful Christians, and he should live in such a way as to be accountable to others for his words and actions. He should not be the sole judge and arbiter of the words that come from his mouth and keyboard. Douglas Wilson

Last edited 2 years ago by Will
Will
Will
2 years ago
Reply to  Will

Now that’s satire.