December 3, 2009
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Living in a Cave…
…may be helpful if man is trying to focus and get a lot of work done, say, orchestrating for a movie (which happens a lot in caves). The absence of other human beings is an aid to man’s most focused work effort and the meeting of man’s deadlines.
However, hypothetically, when a FE-male tries to come into man’s cave to talk to man about random things of varying importance, sometimes this makes man agitated and causes man to irrationally lash out at man’s mate and the mother of man’s children.
And this is why man shouldn’t live in caves.
(Alternate titles to this post:”Dear Uncle Mike”)
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And now, Deep Thoughts, by Jack Handey:
When I was a kid my favorite relative was Uncle Caveman. After school we’d all go play in his cave, and every once in a while he would eat one of us. It wasn’t until later that I found out that Uncle Caveman was a bear.
And now, another Deep Thought, by Jack Handey:
I remember one day I was at Grandpa’s farm and I asked him about sex. He sort of smiled and said, ‘Maybe instead of telling you what sex is, why don’t we go out to the horse pasture and I’ll show you.’ So we did, and there on the ground were my parents having sex.
@marshallismyalias - I prefer Fuzzy Memories, by Jack Handey
If you’re going to quote Deep Thoughts, Heidi, at least make them relevant to the topic at hand! Gosh!
I’m deeply disturbed by this conversation. I’m just going to avoid caves.
@klappyanne - @marshallismyalias - I blame Heidi
I blame Scott.
And Canada.
@marshallismyalias - It’s definitely Canada.
No caves!