Zombie, Eh?
Some debates were just meant to be carried on. Even after posting the last little bit of nowhere, Mel & I found ourselves debating the status of zombies in Canada. Mel still is adamant that zombies would never be able to get in Canada--or if they were, they wouldn't be staying for long. If Canadian Immigration makes it problematic enough for an American citizen to immigrate, she argues, it certainly has to be harder for someone without a pulse to do that.
To which I replied, "They'd probably claim refugee status."
Mel then indignantly remarked, "They'd probably get it too!"
This immediately conjured up the image of a Canadian Immigration officer, played by Eric Idle of
Monty Python fame telling a zombie applicant, "No, I'm terribly sorry, but your immigration application has been rejected. You'll have to return to your native land of," he pauses to consult his file, "uh, hell."
To which the zombie will of course angrily mutter, "Uuuurgh!"
And Eric Idle would reply, "I don't care if there's no more room there! Feel free to walk the earth all you want, but you can't do it on Canadian soil anymore."
Today's Lesson: granted, this lesson should have been listed about 3 months ago, but even still it's quite relevant even today. When you're making a chocolate milkshake with one of those blenders, put the lid on before you hit the
frappe button. On a completely unrelated lesson, projectile chocolate milkshake can soar high enough to hit the ceiling.
posted by Phillip at 6:01 AM
