Showing posts with label dinosaurs. Show all posts
Showing posts with label dinosaurs. Show all posts

Thursday, May 23, 2013

A Find Most Rare



"What is it, Professor?" asked Dr. Kropotkin's young assistant, Maya Majoun.

"Remarkable, Maya!" exclaimed the Professor. "I believe this is an extremely rare fossil find of the extinct species known as Publius Telephonis.  I've never seen one before!"

"Never heard of it, Professor. When did they thrive?"

"They roamed the planet freely throughout much of the 20th and early 21st  centuries, then mysteriously vanished!"

"What happened?"

"We don't know, Maya, but we think an enormous meteor struck Earth, wiping them out." 

"Look over here, Professor!  Smaller variations with the words "I-Phone" and "Samsung" on them!"

"My God, Maya!  Publius eggs!"

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Hold the phone, everyone!  With the Friday Fictioneers picture prompt up top and my story below,  I called in with exactly 100 words this week, precisely the amount the Professor (in this case, Rochelle Wisoff Fields) assigned.

You can strike many more finds most rare based on the prompt above if you plant your shovels and other tools of archaeological exploration right here.  Dig in, folks

Have a good weekend, and don't forget to guard your publius eggs! 

Wednesday, December 28, 2011

A Gay Old Time


Fred Flintstone & Barney Rubble:
Wanting to Wed 

Welcome, Brothers and Sisters!   

Welcome to today's meeting of the Council for Traditional Stone Age Marriage and Family. My name is Reverend BillyBob WillyRob.

Our organization has proudly supported and protected the sanctity of marriage and the family according to the laws of the Lord God ever since He simultaneously created the Universe, the Earth, all of humanity, the dinosaurs, and most Walmarts  some 16 and a half years ago. 

Boy, time sure flies when there hasn't hardly been any of it! 

Brothers and sisters, we know and revere  God's Plan for Marriage! He hath ordained  it within the Holy Scriptures at Genesis Section 69:69, which in case you missed it came out last Thursday to mostly good reviews, at least so far.

The Lord God hath proclaimed: 

"Marriage is a holy union between and unto one man and one woman exclusively,  only,  forever,  and you betcha! And such man and woman shall cleave unto one another until such time as I blow a whistle to end the cleaving. 

Any other union  is hateful unto Mine Eyes!  Although frankly Mine Eyes might take a quick peek if such union involve two women, one of whom is a redhead named Trixie."

But now, brothers and sisters,  there has comes a threat to God's Holy Plan! There have arisen two men of the same gender,  personal apparatus, and brand of deodorant who wish to  marry each other rather than to marry someone who douches!

Their names, brothers and sisters, are Fred Flintstone and Barney Rubble!   

Most of what we know about them comes from this song:

"Flintstones. Meet the Flintstones.
They're the modern stone age family.
From the town of Bedrock,
They're a page right out of history.

Let's ride with the family down the street.
Through the courtesy of Fred's two feet.

When you're with the Flintstones
you'll have a Yabba Dabba Doo time.
A Dabba Doo time.
You'll have a gay old time." 


 What does it all mean, brothers and sisters?

"Modern Stone Age Family" 

It means two dudes!  Or two chicks!  Not a dude and a chick, as in compliance with the Lord's immutable, unbending, and eternal will ....  as laid down in Genesis late last Thursday.

 "Fred's Two Feet"

Has nothing to do with how Mr Flintstone operates his non-motor vehicle.  Rather it's very likely the major reason Mr. Rubble wishes to marry Mr. Flintstone.  I need say nothing more.

"Yabba Dabba Doo!"

These are obviously  the very words that are shouted out loud at the exact moment of climactic excitation during sexual relations between two persons bearing the same manner and degree of facial hair --- that is, two men, two women, or two older women living in what will one day be France or Italy.

"A Yabba Dabba Do Time,  a Dabba Doo Time, a Gay Old Time"

What Mr.Flintstone and Mr. Rubble wish to share for the rest of their lives.  They must expect it to be carefree and happy,  thus the use of the word "gay."

Brothers and sisters, what people like Mr. Flintstone and Mr. Rubble  seek is a true abomination of nature:   to marry persons of the same gender whom they love rather than marrying the nearest loser of the opposite gender out of desperation,  as all the rest of us do!  

And so,  we must fight the battle for the Traditional Stone Age  Family for as long as it takes to win  ---  should it take 5,000 years!   Which would bring us up to about the year 2012,  give or take a decade or two, carry the one.

In the meantime, brothers and sisters, whenever persons such as Mr. Flintstone and Mr. Rubble demand to live in a Modern Stone Age Family,  shout "Yabba Dabba Doo!," and have a Gay Old Time, 

Along with the Lord God, all of us here at the CTSAMF,  and me --- I'm Reverend BillyBob WillyRob 


 just say: 


"Yabba  Dabba Don't!"

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Saturday, May 21, 2011

Next on Nova: Whatever Happened to the Dinosaurs?

Is this what really happened to the dinosaurs?

Be More PBS!

Next on Nova .…

They rule our imagination – those thunderous beasts who ruled the earth over 65 million years ago. For years scientists have struggled to determine just what caused them to go extinct. It’s Whatever Happened to the Dinosaurs? On Nova….

Perhaps it was an early case of global warming. Or the impact of a gigantic meteor that careened out of control and crashed into the earth at a time when there were no strict rules against careening out of control and crashing into the earth. Or was it simply an appalling lack of concern for eating heart healthy?

What did in the dinosaurs? Today modern science is learning that all these various theories may amount to little more than paleontological poppycock, if we can use that expression on PBS without jeopardizing our federal funding. Today’s paleontologists --- and we mean the really smart ones that listen to NPR --- are coming to the startling conclusion that dinosaurs did not go extinct at all, but simply became passé!

This is Dr. Lance Lewitsky of the University of Havertown PA. He has been studying dinosaurs for over 25 years, ever since he learned that there was no math involved.

Dr. Lewitsky….

“Our fossil record is woefully and highly incomplete. In fact, I’ve given our fossil record an Incomplete with just one week to make up the credit or get an F! There is no proof whatsoever for the theory of dinosaur extinction other than our desire that it happen today to certain members of the Republican Party.

But we do now know one thing for certain: As the new species of clearly better looking mammals started populating the earth, the dinosaurs began to feel ugly, awkward, and socially unpopular. After millions of years as big man on campus, the dinosaurs found themselves morphing into a bunch of goofy losers!”

Eugene Potchka, Professor Emeritus of the University of Havertown PA, is the mentor of Dr. Lewitsky and often referred to as the “Father of the Goofy Losers Theory.”

Dr. Potchka….

“You have to remember, here’s this planet that’s only used to slimy disgusting things and all of a sudden there’s these adorable cute cuddly creatures bandying about everywhere that look something like Ewoks. And it seems to the dinosaurs like the very heavens and earth are going AWWWWWWW!!!!”

Although pterodactyls and a few other enterprising dinosaurs tried to compete by evolving feathers and chirping, most dinosaurs withdrew from primordial society and stayed home building model airplanes and baking fudge. It’s the movie Marty all over again but this time instead of Ernest Borgnine, picture Godzilla.”

High in the Peruvian mountains Professor Samantha Earthy, a more attractive than you’d expect colleague of Drs. Lewitsky and Potchka, is supervising the excavation of molars from the mouths of some indigenous cash-strapped locals. Dr. Earthy often accompanies Dr. Letwitsky on paleontological digs when he can secure sufficient funding for her participation and convince his wife she actually has a college degree.

Dr. Earthy….

“I’m standing on the outskirts of the remote village of Muchacho, Peru where the major native pastimes are dysentery and running in terror from rampaging lava spewing from neighboring Mount Eruptus, and in front of an enormous crater measuring over half the size of Donald Trump’s wig.”

Ever hear the expression ‘wish you could just dig yourself a hole and hide in it?’ 
Well, realizing their time was regularly being beaten by the much cuter mammals, that’s precisely what the highly embarrassed dinosaurs of 65 million years ago opted to do. 

Traditional paleontologists still think an enormous meteor that wiped out the dinosaurs caused this crater, but frankly, the traditional paleontologists who think this are even bigger douchebags than the dinosaurs themselves!”

But if the supposition of Professors Lewitsky, Potchka, and Earthy is accurate that dinosaurs yet survive today, where are they? Why don’t we see them? Why don’t they eat us, especially those of us who smell good?

One school of thought is that we actually do encounter dinosaurs all the time, but they are so lacking in cool that we look right through them!

Dr. Lewitsky….

“There are more than a few historical references which indicate that dinosaurs may be alive and among us. Thomas Jefferson himself noted in his personal journal that  ‘All men are created equal, but New England Episcopalians are distinctly favored for breakfast by T-Rex.’

And many today assert that Democratic political strategist James Carville is in fact a highly evolved velociraptor, an assertion which Republican political strategist Mary Matalin has never denied.

And so, the battle lines are drawn. On one side the traditionalist paleontologists who contend that dinosaurs are indeed extinct and if you were to encounter one today, you’d run like the dickens, if we can use that expression on PBS without jeopardizing our federal funding.

On the other side lie the cutting edge views of Professors Lewitsky, Earthy, and Potchka which hold that you may very well come face to face with a dinosaur one of these days, and if it should happen, you’d hardly run.

You’d give him his noogies.

The debate yet rages.

Next Time on Nova: New discoveries all but verify the legitimacy of String Theory and of a parallel world in which conservatives have control over the National Endowment of the Arts and NPR consists solely of 24/7 broadcasts of Car Talk.

This is PBS.

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