Toadfish Monastery

Only at 23:59:60 GMT (no that is not a typo, 2008 is one second longer)

The sibling below me is a general practitioner of safer seven.

Of course, it's one step beyond safer sex... 

The Sibling below me never 'gets' macaronic puns.

I prefer penne rigatic puns. But let's let others discuss the pasty arts. 

The Sibling Below Me thought I was talking about tassels.

I am good withe rhopalic jocularities
Gemischte Sprachen weniger meine Sach'

The sibling below me writes in elegiac disticha.

Over your dead body I do!


The Sibling Below Me all ready forgot what year it is.

What's a year?

TsBM has distal dorsal distortion disorder.

That really put's a dent into my prospective Houdini career

The sibling below me runs around shouting Ph'nglui mglw'nafh Cthulhu R'lyeh wgah'nagl fhtagn! a lot (and has a secret crush on Joe Scarborough*)

*The painter of course. Who else did you think I meant?

Well, I used to until my legs mutated into flippers.


The sibling below me believes Ann Coulter should be named Man of the Year.

Of the year 1009.

TSBM has medieval thoughts too.

Medieval mirror punishments in particular

Divede the divider
Gas the seller of posion gas
Boil the oilfield thief in crude
Throw the 'intimidators' to their own dogs
Send the torture memo authors to hell on a waterboard
Cut out the tongues of the most notorious sellers of lies
Starve the trickle-down extremists
etc.
and put Palin in a moose suit and drop her in the woods during hunting season

The sibling below me is shocked (but also fascinated) by these violent fantasies.

Especially the Palin one. Can we put Cheney in brazen bull?


TSBM has other ideas.

If they just dissappear and we never hear from them again, that'll do it for me.

The Sibling Below Me would like to propose some positive reinforcement ideas about what to do with the U.S. outgoing party.

Send them to infinity and beyond and let them send a report back. There are so many planets and moons to explore that there should be enough room and work for all of them. The hell and brimstone guys for example would feel quite at home on Io (moon of Jupiter). The fossil fuel guys will find the methane lakes on other moons to their liking. The clean coalers' destination should of course be Mercury.

The sibling below me would doubt the veracity of the reports, especially those about the WMD's on Mars.

Well of course there are WMD t-shirts on Mars...oh...excuse me, I thought you said WWMD...What Would Martians Do?

The sibling below me knows what Martians would do.

Well, after reading the report you just posted in the Toadfish Astronomy section, Aphos, I think it's quite clear what Martians would do. Enslave us to work in their underground sugar caves, of course!

The Sibling Below Me wants whatever it is I appear to be on.