Have all the sky daddy believers killed each other yet?
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Well, to be fair, sky daddyists of every flavor have been killing each other for the past 2000 years... so why stop now?
True.
Einstein:
On the surface, this misattributed quote seems to make sense but if you actually think about it, it doesn't follow.
When I was much younger and playing hockey, I wanted to be able to make slapshots. It was just me, my stick, a puck and an old piece of plywood outside trying to take one and failing, over and over and over and wait... what was that? It came off the ground! ...and over and over and over... for days on end and what? Did I just put the puck through that piece of plywood?! Niiiiiice!!! Finally one game a while later, the puck came back to me at the blue line, I wound up to take my first ever official in-game slapshot and everyone spread away from the path of my incoming shot - well I fanned on it and fell to my knees as well. The puck rolled on its side ever-so-painfully-slowly toward the goalie and as he pushed his stick towards it to brush it aside, it rolled right up and over the blade, between his legs and into the net! HE shoots.................................................. HE SCORES!!!!! And the crowd went wild - well I mean I did.
Maybe whoever said that was right after all. Not.
Seriously though, I can take slapshots all day long and pick my spots now - my favourite was hitting the posts at the top right corner. I loved the ringing sound it made.
Anyway, in the same game I got a second chance but of course, nobody moved out of the way that time... oooooh I really connected though - my plywood would have been shaking in its boots. My shot hit one of the other players about chest height and knocked him on his arse. He was hurting. So many guys came to me after the game asking me when I learned to take a slapshot and asking me for advice. The only advice I had was to get a stick, a puck and a piece of plywood and go nuts.