Yep. No laughs at all here.

(Episode CCCXXXVI: Time for us all to leave.)

P.S. I hate to end the last thread just after Tony bared his soul, but I’ll at least mention you ought to read that.

Pastor John Hagee would like all us atheists to get on a plane and leave. I’m hoping he’ll send us all airfare soon. Where would you like to go? I can imagine retiring to Ireland, for instance. I hear New Zealand is nice, and I had a grand time in Iceland.

Or I could just tell ranting idiot to get stuffed.

(Episode CCCXXXV: The Sparlock thread.)

Jehovah’s Witnesses once again confirm that they’re a mob of dour, po-faced killjoys. Watch MommyJW suck all the joy of of SonJW’s life, in the name of her invisible deity.

Remarkable, isn’t it, that the all-knowing, all-powerful, all-loving cosmic creator of the universe is so very concerned about a child’s plastic toy…and not even the toy itself, but whether the fictional backstory of the toy accords properly with dogma.

(Episode CCCXXXIV: Eject! Eject! Eject!.)

I knew this was going to happen. It’s been a long day and night of travel, and of course you filled up the endless thread. So quick! Get out!

(Episode CCCXXXIII: Eyjafjallajökull.)

I was out and about this part of Iceland yesterday and today.

It’s gotten much, much calmer now, fortunately.

(Episode CCCXXXII: Iceland!).

Here’s a promotional video for this place I’m at. One thing: it mentions the midnight sun. This is not a plus. It’s 2am here right now, and it’s still light out. It’s not making it easy to sleep.

(Episode CCCXXXI: Working on the tone.)

Apparently, I’ve been doing it wrong — I need to demand that you bring me beer.

(Episode CCCXXX: People I’ve talked to.)