Leo M commented on the Pulitzer and World Press Photographs of the Year that depicted the horror of the 1982 Sabra and Shatila massacre, when Phalangist Maronite Christian militias killed Palestinian refugees:
What a sad article. I read all the incorporated articles as well as I was in Beirut for the War of 1978.
I mentioned in the intro to Funny Friday that it was Poet’s Day, standing for Piss Off Early, Tomorrow’s Saturday. Byter Brett R sent me a comment thereon:
Some here in the States say POINTS (Piss On It Now Tomorrow's Saturday), and once, long ago, I heard someone say FITS (Fuck It Tomorrow's Saturday).
Tobye P is also from the States and dropped me a note about the street art pics:
I always love the street art-but these are amazing-you’ve outdone yourself!
I wish I lived somewhere that had cool street art…good to know it’s out there though.
Graham E sent me the following:
An atheist was seated next to a little girl on an airplane he turned to her and said, "Do you want to talk? Flights go quicker if you strike up a conversation with your fellow passenger.
The little girl, who had just started to read her book, replied to the total stranger, "What would you want to talk about?"
"Oh, I don't know," said the atheist.
"How about why there is no God, or no Heaven or Hell, or no life after death?" as he smiled smugly.
"Okay," she said. "Those could be interesting topics but let me ask you a question first.
A horse, a cow, and a deer all eat the same stuff - grass.
Yet a deer excretes little pellets, while a cow turns out a flat patty, but a horse produces clumps. Why do you suppose that is?"
The atheist, visibly surprised by the little girl's intelligence, thinks about it and says, "Hmmm, I have no idea."
To which the little girl replies, "Do you really feel qualified to discuss God, Heaven and Hell, or life after death, when you don't know shit?"
And then she went back to reading her book.
Graham's joke, an oldie but a goodie, reminds me that many years ago when my daughter was quite young, I came across a children's book about a mole who gets his head pooped on. Being indignant he goes to various animals to ask if they did it, but each explains that their poo is quite different from that which is on his head. The story has illustrations of the various poos. It is called the The Story of the Little Mole Who Knew it Was None of His Business, also known as The Story of the Little Mole Who Went In Search of Whodunit, and it includes a final revenge twist.
Some sample pages:
Does anyone else remember the book?