Peredhil Posted February 7, 2002 Report Posted February 7, 2002 The Sixties, yes, the Sixties. Time of hope, time of rebellion, time for planning new ways to do things, ways that could (supposedly) not be any worse than the status quo. In contrast to most of the other movements of the time, one very active group combined militant vegetarianism (not so uncommon) with militant alcoholic prohibitionism (very uncommon). They believed, in fact, that the first would automatically lead to perfect health. Eat only vegetables, love one another, and the desire and drive to consume that Demon Rum would just pass away. In Summation, This movement believed that: Peas would rule the planets, and love would clear the bars. It was the dawning of the age of asparagus.
The Portrait of Zool Posted February 7, 2002 Report Posted February 7, 2002 Now THAT'S funny! ~Zool~ Ancient, The Pen is Mightier than the Sword. Bard of Terra, Patron Saint of Aspiring Bards. Elder than dirt, more foolish than a jester, able to trip over the smallest logic in a single step. It's... Oh, you know.
Peredhil Posted November 20, 2002 Author Report Posted November 20, 2002 An Indian chief was feeling very sick, so he summoned the medicine man to his teepee. A brief but intense examination ensued, following which the medicine man cut off a thong of elk hide from his belt and gave it to the chief, instructing him to bite off, chew and swallow 1" of leather every day. After one month, the medicine man returned to see how the chief was feeling. The chief answered, "The thong is ended, but the malady lingers on."
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