By Anonymous
Edited by Morris Dean
We keep the Holy Cow in the barn and the Holy Mackerel in the lake...I guess I don't have to tell you what we keep in....
[Note: I couldn't resist running this item as soon as appropriate after Tuesday's "Posthumously Speaking 5: Paintings domestic and wild," by Mary Alice Condley, which included her painting of a country outhouse.]
Edited by Morris Dean
We keep the Holy Cow in the barn and the Holy Mackerel in the lake...I guess I don't have to tell you what we keep in....
[Note: I couldn't resist running this item as soon as appropriate after Tuesday's "Posthumously Speaking 5: Paintings domestic and wild," by Mary Alice Condley, which included her painting of a country outhouse.]
Copyright © 2014 by Morris Dean |
Where does it go---after all it is on a cloud. And does holy shit not stink? I've know people who thought their's didn't.
ReplyDeleteYou think it precipitates (or maybe dribbles) down on Creation?
DeleteIn fact, isn't there another term...shitstorm?
DeleteNo shit, Mr. Watson. Or, as someone else responded (by email): "Holy Shit, Morris! The things you think of!!" I had to tell her that, actually, a mutual acquaintance had submitted this one, and I am thankful.
ReplyDeleteI think that is caused by having the holy shits.
ReplyDeletePerhaps the big question is "Does eating the Holy Cow and/or the Holy Mackerel cause the Holy Shits?"
ReplyDeleteThat's it – the numinous connection!
Delete