I don’t care what the last installment of the interminable thread was about — I have to show this horrifying clip of a gentle octopus’s last moments beneath the jaws of ravening chordates.
OK, now talk about whatever you want…if you can.
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The endless thread seems to be all caught up in British electoral politics lately…they all sound like a bunch of parliament groupies.
Carry on.
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Nothing will dissuade the contributors to the evergrowing thread, not even another cheesy 1950s horror flick.
Yak, yak, yak.
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Old thread cleansed with flamethrowers and bazookas; a new nest emerges!
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The latest instantiation of the endless thread seems to be all about histories of use of interesting substances. Me, I like to get high on Christopher Walken.
Continue as you were. Flying is optional.
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That’s how low The Thread has gone. What can I do but…feed the beast.
Oh, sure, now try to talk about something other than “squeee!” and “how cute!” and “mmmm, now I’m hungry” after that.
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Now I just have to figure out how to turn all your output into sweet, sweet nectar.
I will refrain from making a big issue of the fact that the busy little bugs are secreting it out their asses.
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There was much talk of music in the prior embodiment of the immortal thread, so I thought everyone would appreciate a special song. It’s just like having a conversation with a god-bot.
By the way, for you statistics freaks: the last thread hit the round-numbered landmark of 40,000 (nice number, makes me think of an excellent novel) comments in this linked parade of threads, with 959,854 total comments on Pharyngula, and this is the 9,999th entry I’ve posted here.
I’m in Syracuse. I had a hellish trip trying to get here yesterday, and now I have to catch a 6am flight back home. I had a grand time with the nice people here last night (including Hank Fox and Carl Buell), but now I have to remain conscious until I get aboard my plane, which feels like it won’t be easy.
At least I’ll be getting home early today! Find something to talk about, I’ll be back in action later.
It’s not my fault if you won’t let it die!
