John Scalzi goes to the Creation Museum and is not impressed with what he sees. Priceless.
2007-11-14
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"...and such an unholy racket came from downstairs, yelling, crashing, knocking about, that one would have been justified in thinking a platoon of guards had arrived to haul the inhabitants to the clink; but it was only Roscoe and the Mad Coyote debating the finer points of epistemology over a fifth of aquavit."
John Scalzi goes to the Creation Museum and is not impressed with what he sees. Priceless.
Posted by Jorgon Gorgon at 22:56
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