honez

Hopefully you're suggesting it's one or the other. If not, then I think you have your order back to front.

The Waiter

Try an injection of lead just behind the ear. That should do the trick. Oh, you'll need a 9mm semi-automatic Glock "injector" too.

No it's not. This thread is about whether the old man with the fishhead hat is going to pop his cork any time soon. Catholicism isn't being singled out for vilification here (not by me anyway). I think all organised superstitions, and the people indoctrinated into following them, deserve equal contempt. You on the other hand, being of the Christian cult, will no doubt treat everyone, believers, non-believers, evil-doers, and (oh gosh) even me, with the respect and love that your deity expects--no, demands--of you. Unless of course you're one of those sick bastards that pretty much does whatever they want, as sick as they like, and as long as they repent before they die then that's alright then. As far as I'm concerned, the appointed head of your church is no worse and certainly no better than the head honchos of any other superstitious cults that pay homage to whatever insubstantiated deity they fancy. I am here to discuss his chances of meeting his so-called maker sooner rather than later. And I think there's a very high probability he's going to be long gone before the year's out.

I can't help thinking that you seem to lead an interesting life. Not as interesting as it could have been if Mr Plod hadn't become involved.

So poking fun at real people who are about to die/are dead is better than poking fun at an imaginary deity and its doctrine? I fail to see the logic in that.

North or South? Or do you mean USAn?

I'm starting to miss this thread already. I hope things'll liven up in the JPII thread when old popey pops off.

I simply had to be pedantic

The term parts company has a decidedly inhospitable ring to it. Remind me never to accept a dinner invitation to Josco's house. Sounds like dinner at Jeffrey Dahmer's. Two's company, three's parts.

I'm not sure how you found out he was quite a prominent member, unless Death in Pixie Boots told you.

Oh, no, now the DL server won't have enough space for your avatar. And for our North American readers, it's ...ise not ...ize. As they say--ise does matter.

Bad, but not bad enough... Get worse than that, if you can

I'd have thought that, being God's right-hand-man here on earth, he'd be fizzing at the bung-hole to meet up with JC and the crew. If he truely believes what he preaches then how come he's hangin' on for the long haul?

I think you'll find it was the Welsh who were the longbowmen in the days of yore, so watch out josco.

I'm for hunting too. Preferably horses. Or ponies. I don't mind--anything that eats grass will do. With a pack of wild dogs, to run the stupid hooved beasts down.. Here's a couple of nice hunting-related avatars your could use... Avatar 1 Avatar 2

A big collection could be termed an Ass Whole

A senate

Ah, the Love Boat.

And don't forget the Welsh in Australia :-)

I think the word you're looking for is "have."

At least now we know what the "S." stood for.

Mein Gott, where's notapotao when you need him...

I'm not sure whether I understand you or not.

He can't make me believe stuff that's patently not true