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Esthetics Mark Unseen   May 16 21:55 UTC 1998

Form is nothing without content.
Content is nothing without meaning.
Meaning is nothing without coleslaw.
23 responses total.
i
response 1 of 23: Mark Unseen   May 16 22:14 UTC 1998

Coleslaw is nothing without Hellmann's and paprika.
orinoco
response 2 of 23: Mark Unseen   May 17 02:09 UTC 1998

And the mayonaise was without form, and void; and darkness moved on the face
of the picnic table.
And Mom said "Let There Be Lunch."  And there was lunch; and it was good.
i
response 3 of 23: Mark Unseen   May 17 02:45 UTC 1998

Didn't she do anything about those black ants crawling around on the picnic
table first?  Or was the lunch for them....
iggy
response 4 of 23: Mark Unseen   May 17 16:32 UTC 1998

on the west coast:
"hellmans" is under a different name, calle d"best foods"
"edies" icecream is called "dreyers"
i
response 5 of 23: Mark Unseen   May 17 17:33 UTC 1998

On the east coast, they occasionally see an awesome emerald-green flash 
of light as the sun is just starting to rise above the open ocean in 
the morning.  (Caused by some odd optical effect when the atmosphere's
just right for it.)

Do they have that out on the west coast, too? 
orinoco
response 6 of 23: Mark Unseen   May 18 01:41 UTC 1998

No.  The emerald light is actually caused by a large Edie's ice-cream deposit
offshore, which clearly does not exist on the West Coast.


alfee
response 7 of 23: Mark Unseen   May 23 02:03 UTC 1998

The mother *was* an ant; ants always serve coleslaw.
It's a matter of form flowing from function.
lee
response 8 of 23: Mark Unseen   May 24 00:42 UTC 1998

I thought ants showed up at all picnics, whether or not coleslaw was present
alfee
response 9 of 23: Mark Unseen   May 24 02:40 UTC 1998

Well, they do--they're very social.  But they always serve coleslaw,
even if it's just them eating amongst themselves.
lee
response 10 of 23: Mark Unseen   May 25 19:02 UTC 1998

I thought butterflies were the social ones.
i
response 11 of 23: Mark Unseen   May 25 22:17 UTC 1998

Only social butterflies are social.
orinoco
response 12 of 23: Mark Unseen   May 27 02:12 UTC 1998

What are the antisocial ones?  Chopped liver?
i
response 13 of 23: Mark Unseen   May 27 23:10 UTC 1998

No, insects.  Count the legs as you pull them off.....1..2..3...4..5...6!
lee
response 14 of 23: Mark Unseen   May 27 23:47 UTC 1998

how many legs to red legged taratulas have?
snowth
response 15 of 23: Mark Unseen   May 29 03:23 UTC 1998

37. But some of them are invisible.
lee
response 16 of 23: Mark Unseen   May 29 18:05 UTC 1998

Hmm, what do you do to make invisible ink visible again?  Hot iron?
snowth
response 17 of 23: Mark Unseen   May 29 23:22 UTC 1998

I've heard you can coat it in the blood of a black cat killed in a haunted
cemetary on Friday the 13th if it's the last month of a decade. But I wouldn't
try it. Too messy for my tastes.
i
response 18 of 23: Mark Unseen   Oct 26 01:54 UTC 2011

Today is NOW.

But your experience may vary.  Offer not good where regulated, taxed,
exorcised, or subject to bottle depot fees.
ryan
response 19 of 23: Mark Unseen   Oct 31 20:33 UTC 2011

Nice job reviving a decade old thread :p
rcurl
response 20 of 23: Mark Unseen   Nov 1 04:30 UTC 2011

I suspect some users weren't born yet when this item went dead. (Will it now
becomea zombie?)
i
response 21 of 23: Mark Unseen   Nov 4 03:03 UTC 2011

That would require a 10th level neutral or evil cleric.

But to be safe, you might want to sprinkle holy water on your computer.

And stock up on shotgun shells, too.
rcurl
response 22 of 23: Mark Unseen   Nov 4 04:27 UTC 2011

I understand I can make holy water by boiling the hell out of it.
i
response 23 of 23: Mark Unseen   Nov 5 02:52 UTC 2011

A common mis-understanding - you'll just end up with pergatory water.

Holy water can only be made by distilling certain free-roll baby swiss
cheeses.
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