Well, tell those naysayers and infidels (or ninfidels, if you will) to put an "estoppel" in it.
I was told by a human sized jalipeno pepper that my promised land was around Fresno, California.
"O most holy jalipeno (holipeno)," I asked, "Does this land promise salvation and grace to all my followers?"
And the holipeno said unto me, "It promises to disappoint. There may be many grapes there, but they are the Grapes of Wrath. And the road to the promised land is fraught with peril. First, you must face the mammoth mack trucks on parade, and then there's the Harris Ranch, also known as the Cowpie Curtain of California. Summon thy holy noseclips, and ye shall persist."
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Date: 2003-03-15 12:32 pm (UTC)I was told by a human sized jalipeno pepper that my promised land was around Fresno, California.
"O most holy jalipeno (holipeno)," I asked, "Does this land promise salvation and grace to all my followers?"
And the holipeno said unto me, "It promises to disappoint. There may be many grapes there, but they are the Grapes of Wrath. And the road to the promised land is fraught with peril. First, you must face the mammoth mack trucks on parade, and then there's the Harris Ranch, also known as the Cowpie Curtain of California. Summon thy holy noseclips, and ye shall persist."