It seems like the new Nacle fad is to say something it Satanic and then build up some sort of rationale to support your argument. Roasted Tomatoes started it, then Aaron B. Cox followed up, now Watt Mahoun has joined in. So, hey everybody, let's all join in the fun!
Apparently, in order to participate in this escapade of infernal attribution you must sport a plausible pseudonym. I am going to assume being a cartoon chihuahua qualifies me, and say that...uh...um...errrrrmmmmm...hrrrr...OK, got it...the entire Federal Government is Satanic! Oh, wait, D&C 101, crud. Um, OK, how about Hollywood! Yeah, but, I know, too obvious. Saturday Night Live? Transfatty acids? Wal-Mart? McDonalds? Victoria's Secret? Microsoft? Argh, need something less obvious...less obvious...oh, i got it...blogging...yeah, blogging is Satanic because its huge waste of time when you should be out doing your visiting/home teaching and befriending your neighbors and generally serving people selflessly and doing good works instead of sitting on your lardy bottom...and...uh...wait a minute...let me rethink this one and get back to you.
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Snarkie, you are the Sultan of Satanic Blogging. Who would have guessed you would come in the form of a piquant little puppy? The wisdom...
Yo Quiero Snarkañol!
chocolate is satanic...or no, is that angelic? hmmmm, that's a hard one. My body thinks it's satanic, my mind says angelic.
Snarkie, I'm not going to Hell for blogging.
I'm going to Hell for much, much worse.
;)
With the allergy I developed to Chocolate it is worse than satanic, though now that it has been three or four years without it I'm finally adjusting.
Snarking on the Sabbath MUST be somewhere in the top 100 on the list of things diabolical.
OH . . . my . . . badness (in the spirit of evil-doing (or labeling)).
I am just cracking up! I had not seen those, and to see title after title, post after post, engendered in me an increasing sense of hilarity, incredulity, rubbernecking, and thunderstruck sense of the over-inflated, self-important, "Hey look at me I used the word Satanic (eep! I'll be struck by lightning . . .)", senses I felt upon clicking the three links in your post, and seeing the titles pop up, rapid-fire slideshow style, upon myt screen.
If that's not a run-on sentence of doom, I don't know what is, and it even has the "S" word in it.
Wait, my name begins with "S".
OOOOO.
Dum dum dum . . . .
So does Snarkernackle! We are doooomed!
It's a madhouse . . . a maaad-houssseee!
Eeep. I think I've swung a bit manic . . . .
Oh well, at least I'm kinda funny when i get this way . . . as my iatrist says, in response to my presumption that feeling mania is, I suppose, what feeling somewhat drunk might feel like, he says, "People pay good money to feel that . . . ".
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