From Natter:
Nilly: Oh, and you know what else? I think that G*d is one understanding deity.
billytea: I knew it! I knew the scriptures had been abridged. When it says "Hear, O Israel, the Lord your G*d is one", they left two words off the end!
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From Natter:
Nilly: Oh, and you know what else? I think that G*d is one understanding deity.
billytea: I knew it! I knew the scriptures had been abridged. When it says "Hear, O Israel, the Lord your G*d is one", they left two words off the end!
Lovely Nutty cracks my shit up in Natter:
While we are talking about clothes I must note that today I am wearing my Star Wars Pants!, whichg are red fuzzy pants with a red ribbon racing stripe on each leg. I am like Han Solo, if Han Solo were a woman, an office-worker, and had a Color Me Beautiful wheel at home.
in Natter,
Nilly: 'Behemoth' - That's another Hebrew word! It means an animal, but mostly a tames one. Also, it's in the plural, but it'a another name of the hypo.
Jesse: I think you mean hippo?
Nilly: It was a combination between a hippo (with its dignity!) and a typo.
Natter Nilly again:
I do hope that one day I'll find someone who is willing to marry me (well, I hope I'll find someone I'll be willing to go on a second date with, but that's not the point).
Catching up in Natter is Fun!
Betsy: The President has proclaimed National Protection From Pornography Week.
Well, I guess we know what he thinks of the Buffistas...
amych: I'm still waiting for National Protection from the President week, myself.
(Failing that, Protection of the Constitution week might be kinda nice.)
billytea: He knows that Space Invaders completely lacks any facility whereby you can steal a taxi, pick up a fare, and drive him into the harbour. So, y'know, he may have no fashion sense, but at least he has priorities.
Nutty, in Natter: I sort of think that Sam Clemens was of the opinion that God was a gentle principled wiseacre like himself, only not required to do things like pee and buy cigars.
Wolfram, in Natter on search engines:
Googling someone does not have the most pristine connotations either. Of course, I remember the old unix days when we used to finger our friends all the time.
NoraDeirdre:
Thank you Natterers, for making my work day much less homicidal in impulse than usual!Gudanov:
Another day of natter, another life saved.
WORD.