Archive for July 7th, 2008

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Mmmmm… Sacrilicious

July 7, 2008

My friends & I have been playing this golfing videogame lately, and on one of the courses, there’s a gigantic Lobster statue for some reason.  Sort of like the pigs head on a stick in Lord of the Flies, this incongruous refugee from Mysterious Island has given rise to a new, more primal religion, a form of crustacean worship where we sometimes say a brief prayer to our briney saviour before difficult shots.  Earlier today I made the Lobster a silent promise that if I hit a difficult chip-in I would prosteltyze in his name, so here you go.

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Reality TV is a Bad Place to Look for New Friends

July 7, 2008