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"why would someone wanna "eat" a person who loved us sooo much that he gave his life and service to people who are soooo unworthy of his love?"

If you're a Catholic who believe in transubstantiation, then you do it every time you take communion, dude.

Maybe this link is getting so much play because of a subconscious desire to see actual mutant Christians. I'm thinking of this specifically: http://www.neatorama.com/2007/05/13/zombie-last-supper/

No Frink! Worst. List. Ever.

@JBSpesh:

Ha! Good catch. I think this is a typical example of someone not wanting to use the phrase "white," and ethnocentrically using the word "western" as a substitute. It's kind of like saying "American" and forgetting there are two entire continents with that name.

Almost everyone I know, whether they mean to or not, uses "they/their/theirs" as the gender neutral equivalent of "he/his/his" or "she/her/hers," at least in casual conversation.

That's the great thing about language: it changes over time to fill its own conceptual gaps, and the scholars often take generations to codify it. "They/their/theirs" will be considered formal usage in a matter of fifty years or I'll eat my hat.

From the starwars.com databank:
"The Millennium Falcon was not always elliptical in shape. Its original design was much more rocket-like, with a symmetrical, somewhat cylindrical body leading up to the characteristic cockpit up front. During Star Wars' production, however, a similar design appeared in the television show "Space: 1999." Rather than appear as an imitator, George Lucas called for the original Falcon design to be retooled as the Rebel blockade runner.
The new Falcon design was instead based off of Lucas' favorite food. Lucas would later say that the Falcon was inspired by a hamburger, with the outrigger cockpit being an olive off to the side."

I fully expect one of the near-future iterations of the smartphone (or thingpad) will have a projector built in (and 3D won't be far off -- the new DS has it), thus fulfilling all of the features of this 'electronic library' in one portable package, and significantly cheaper too. Makes me marvel at what our society has accomplished and quail at what it might.

As if chap-stick wasn't phallic enough.

Remind me never to visit Clare County, Michigan. Seriously? Roving packs of pit bulls? What is this, Mad Max?

After reading the whole thing, I've concluded that this would make an awesome comic. THE PIANIST! AND HIS SEVEN-FOOT-TALL SIDEKICK, THE ACCOMPANIST!

Watch out for that serrated edge.

It's too bad the Atlantic wasn't wider. The world could've done better without such so-called "explorers" (read: conquerers and slave-traders).

Ummm... okay then.

Vertebrates don't get much smaller than this, do they?

Awesome! Thanks for posting this.