19 Feb 2009

The Archbishop of Canterbury Tales

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Iowahawk‘s latest hilarious satire.

1 Whan in Februar, withe hise global warmynge

2 Midst unseasonabyl rain and stormynge

3 Gaia in hyr heat encourages

4 Englande folke to goon pilgrimages.

5 Frome everiches farme and shire

6 Frome London Towne and Lancanshire

7 The pilgryms toward Canterbury wended

8 Wyth fyve weke holiday leave extended

9 In hybryd Prius and Subaru

10 Off the Boughton Bypasse, east on M2.

11 Fouer and Twyntie theye came to seke

12 The Arche-Bishop, wyse and meke

13 Labouryte and hippye, Gaye and Greene

14 Anti-warre and libertyne

15 All sondry folke urbayne and progressyve

16 Vexed by Musselmans aggressyve.

17 Hie and thither to the Arche-Bishop’s manse

18 The pilgryms ryde and fynde perchance

19 The hooly Bishop takynge tea

20 Whilste watching himselfe on BBC.

21 Heere was a hooly manne of peace

22 Withe bearyd of snow and wyld brows of fleece

23 Whilhom stoode athwart the Bush crusades

24 Withe peace march papier-mache paraydes.

25 Sayeth the pilgryms to Bishop Rowan,

26 “Father, we do not like howe thynges are goin’

Read the whole thing.

Hat tip to Karen L. Myers.

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this is not necessarily in response to this particular post, but to all ye who deny global warming.

Let’s do an experiment.

Park your car in a small one- or two-door garage, start the engine and stand there, breathing in the exhaust.

You will fucking die, eventually, because the exhaust is full of CO2 (not to mention other deadly toxins) and you are a living organism.

Earth is a living organism.


Have you heard of the DihydroMonoxide menace, too?

That works the same way. If I fill your garage with DihydroMonoxide, you die.


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