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  1. says

    All this vintage cephalopod material is making a remarkable case for the veracity of Squidmas. Equal representation must, I say *must* be allowed.

  2. Nerd of Redhead says

    When I saw that cartoon in the Trib this morning, I was sure PZ would enjoy it. He does.

  3. says

    Does Squidmas conflict with Pastafarianism? No, they are quite complementary, with the addition of good-quality olive oil and fresh garlic.

  4. Owlmirror says

    Blasphemy! Blasphemy!

    That’s a squid with obviously vertebrate dentition!

    Someone has been playing silly buggers with cephalopod DNA, resulting in this monstrous chimerical genetically-modified-organism that is an abomination unto Chtulhu!!1!!11!

  5. Nick Gotts, OM says

    monstrous chimerical genetically-modified-organism that is an abomination unto Chtulhu – Owlmirror

    I’d have thought Chtulhu would be rather keen on monstrous abominations!

  6. says

    “Santa looks frightened. Do you think he will be eaten next?”

    I only count seven tentacles. Perhaps Santa isn’t frightened, but reacting to the eighth?

  7. Sengkelat says

    The squid would be much better if it had a beak in the proper place, instead of a weird toothy mouth on the top of its head.

    Ia! Ia! Cthulhu fhtagn!

  8. kamaka says

    @2

    “It’s best to be eaten first.”

    Yah…ummm… glad I read that link. I thought fundies were odd. So people believe this stuff, huh?

  9. says

    So what is the best way of preparing your basic department/toy store santa?

    I’d imagine it’s rather low quality, tough, and old. Perhaps a slow braise with onions, garlic, and other aromatic vegetables in a decent red wine. Many hours in a pot with tight-fitting lid. Remember to keep the temperature high enough to kill off all the nasty elves, but not any higher–time is the key to preparing Ye Olde St Nick’s Stewe.

  10. Jeff says

    Why do you always post pictures where the cephalopod’s anatomy is so horribly mangled? Every schoolboy knows that the squid’s mouth goes in between its writhing tentacles.