People are always asking me this question:
I swear, though, that I never, ever give them this answer…
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Evolution, development, and random biological ejaculations from a godless liberal
People are always asking me this question:
I swear, though, that I never, ever give them this answer…
That would rock, and might change my opinion of ID, ’cause silk bikinis and diaphanous veils are always good.
Uh-oh…now there’s a magic spray to turn you into a believer.
…don’t you wish there was a God who could just make it all right for you? Wouldn’t it be nice if God could clean up the vomit, instantly heat the water, wash your shirts daily, and always keep your car full of gas? But what darn luck…you don’t believe in God!
Well have we got the solution for you! The scientists at Jesus Had A Sister Productions have been hard at work, and are ready to help you get that much desired faith lift you’ve been saving up for.
That’s right. Surrender yourself to that higher power with a pepper-minty faith-enhancing breath spray! You’ve seen this product on TV, and now it’s time to try it for yourself!
I hope someone comes out with a handy-dandy industrial-sized bottle of God-B-Gone to counter this.
He’s singing about theistic evolution, so he must be one of those appeasers…but since he’s funny, I’ll forgive him.
I couldn’t resist. Shakespeare’s Sister has a satirical post on the female reproductive tract as a source of gay rays, and evolgen chimes in, noting the similarity of her diagram to the nematode vulva (it’s true—if mammalian vulvas are radiating gayness, nematodes are even more common; Ben Shapiro is probably crawling with hermaphroditic nematodes, all oozing sexual ambiguity all over him). So I had to repost my summary of the evolution of the mammalian vagina, and I want you to look at the diagram of Hox gene expression in the female reproductive tract. It’s like a rainbow! Admittedly, there are no disco balls, pink triangles, or floating Melissa Etheridge CDs, but this is research that has only just begun—as we get more details, we’ll have to sprinkle more symbols in there, and I think Shake’s ideas are excellent suggestions.
Once again, liberal leftist irony stands at the forefront of modern scientific research.
(Oh, and if any guys are feeling left out, I do have an article on penis evolution. All the pictures are in black and white, without any hint of a rainbow.)
Doonesbury hits one out of the park today—don’t trust science, it’s just too controversial.
I like the definition: situational science is about respecting both sides of a scientific argument, not just the one supported by facts. The Discovery Institute ought to etch that on their front door, filigreed in gold.
Usually that bible book is vague, which means the Christianists get to interpret it in whatever wild and wacky way they want. They really need a bible that is a bit more explicit to convince me, I’m afraid.
Critics of the godless have a powerful weapon at their disposal: prayer. I know I dread the possibility that some clever opponent might counter my arguments by dropping to their knees and mumbling at an imaginary friend.
