And lo, it came to pass, that no sooner had Dawn left the room than Phil, Tom and Pete added some Force to her Nativity scene.
I rather like the expression on the cow's face.
Anyhoo … It's 2016; we've got a new year to play with so let's resolve to fuck it up spectacularly (a resolution that governments and religions will have no trouble keeping).
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ha ha…
Phil informs me this is an At-At, not a ha-ha. A ha-ha is a concealed path across a garden; an At-At is something from Star Wars that apparently buggers sheep.
An at-at buggers sheep? And here I had visions of Ewe-baccas taking over where Dolly left off. Or is that Dolly, another Immaculate Conception meets sci-fi.
Speedway, you're way ahead this time.
Hee hee hee. My mind reels in all manner of uncomfortable directions, Speedway.
Petrea, I don't know what they put in the water up there in Indy, but it obviously works.
It's Star Wars Ewe-genics.
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