Then the fourth angel poured out his bowl on the sun, and power was given to him to scorch men with fire. And men were scorched with great heat, and they blasphemed the name of God who has power over these plagues; and they did not repent and give Him glory.
Revelation16:8,9
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I’m a Christarded Fundie Climate-Change Denyer with an imaginary sky-fairy friend (AKA the Flying Spaghetti Monster) who doubles as my crutch to support me as I limp through my mythical bronze-age wasteland of unreasonable and irrational magical thinking. You stand corrected.
Well, tarnation! Lots of them came to America and settled in Appalachia so…if it weren’t for Scotland we wouldn’t have Hill Billies, Moon Shine, or Nascar…we wouldn’t be American without Scotland! Thar’s many a blatherskite up in them thar hills and theyuns warship that dang spaghetti god o’ yorn too!
Wail now Clem – sorry, Pam – you jest may have made me see the light there. Is yew sayin’ possum stew and cornpone is Scotch too? Pass that moonshine over here whilst I skirl my bagpipes for a bit.
Wall…I’m not sa shore you-uns ain’t a revnuer…ifuns yur a local you-uns ‘ud brang yorn own ‘shine. I don’t cotton much to strangers. In these thar hills, we-uns honor the code of the blatherskites, deeeelivered di-recly to ourn ancestors by the great spaghetti god! (hick-up!)
Y’all done hicked it up ta tarnation now callin me a revnuer. Why I’s as soon lick a sow’s ear in a mudpatch afore I’d ‘low a lowdown McCoy – or a Witzman fer that matter – to tarnish my Appalachian repertation in such a consarned manner. I don’t eat no spaghetti nor any kind a devilish vittles neither. Just corn pone n’ moonshile (glug glug)
tee hee…Ya’ll caint win this lil’ ol’ yarnin’ match we’s gots goin’ on here! Cos ya knows whut? I’s done married me a pure blooded Apalachian byltherskyte an’ on top all that…Witzeman is a German term for comedian. Now’s thar! You-uns put that in yer fancy bagpipe an’ smoke it! (chug-a-lug) (wipes mouth with back of hand)
I aint about to try matchin’ no wits with a dang WITZeman. I’m too busy fer such ungodly foolishness anyway. I got me more serious to do here – like lay around the shack till the mail train come back and then roll in my sweet baby’s arms in my cabin in the pines a while afore I do down to Jordan’s icy waters. Enough of this blatherskytin’ foolery. Aint no good ever come of it anyway, as granny always said (kicks rickety old chair as chickens squawk and banjo falls off wall hitting little brown jug )
Whaalll…What ye gonna do when tha river runs dry? Jes sit on tha bank an’ watch them crawdads die? Ya’ all be nice to them thar chickens! Sleep tight an’ do pay ye no never mind to them thar bed bugs! Good night!
Y’all (or is it you-uns) are a lot of fun!
Mammy says I have to go to bed now though ☺ Y’all come back now, hear?
God bless you too AND yer blatherskyte.
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Ahhh…you’re a blatherskite! lol! Good one.:0)
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No I’m NOT a blatherskite, Pam.
I’m a Christarded Fundie Climate-Change Denyer with an imaginary sky-fairy friend (AKA the Flying Spaghetti Monster) who doubles as my crutch to support me as I limp through my mythical bronze-age wasteland of unreasonable and irrational magical thinking. You stand corrected.
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ROTFLOL! You know you should publish that it’s hilarious! Awww….what a crazy time we’re living in.
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blatherskite
Um…what is that?
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Is it similar to a shitegobbing godsmack?
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Beats the heck out of me!
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It’s a Scottish term for a mischievous person or a prankster. I love that word.:0)
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Can anything good come out of Scotland (besides John Knox and those shortbread-bagpipe thingees)?
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Well, tarnation! Lots of them came to America and settled in Appalachia so…if it weren’t for Scotland we wouldn’t have Hill Billies, Moon Shine, or Nascar…we wouldn’t be American without Scotland! Thar’s many a blatherskite up in them thar hills and theyuns warship that dang spaghetti god o’ yorn too!
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Wail now Clem – sorry, Pam – you jest may have made me see the light there. Is yew sayin’ possum stew and cornpone is Scotch too? Pass that moonshine over here whilst I skirl my bagpipes for a bit.
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Wall…I’m not sa shore you-uns ain’t a revnuer…ifuns yur a local you-uns ‘ud brang yorn own ‘shine. I don’t cotton much to strangers. In these thar hills, we-uns honor the code of the blatherskites, deeeelivered di-recly to ourn ancestors by the great spaghetti god! (hick-up!)
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Y’all done hicked it up ta tarnation now callin me a revnuer. Why I’s as soon lick a sow’s ear in a mudpatch afore I’d ‘low a lowdown McCoy – or a Witzman fer that matter – to tarnish my Appalachian repertation in such a consarned manner. I don’t eat no spaghetti nor any kind a devilish vittles neither. Just corn pone n’ moonshile (glug glug)
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tee hee…Ya’ll caint win this lil’ ol’ yarnin’ match we’s gots goin’ on here! Cos ya knows whut? I’s done married me a pure blooded Apalachian byltherskyte an’ on top all that…Witzeman is a German term for comedian. Now’s thar! You-uns put that in yer fancy bagpipe an’ smoke it! (chug-a-lug) (wipes mouth with back of hand)
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I aint about to try matchin’ no wits with a dang WITZeman. I’m too busy fer such ungodly foolishness anyway. I got me more serious to do here – like lay around the shack till the mail train come back and then roll in my sweet baby’s arms in my cabin in the pines a while afore I do down to Jordan’s icy waters. Enough of this blatherskytin’ foolery. Aint no good ever come of it anyway, as granny always said (kicks rickety old chair as chickens squawk and banjo falls off wall hitting little brown jug )
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Whaalll…What ye gonna do when tha river runs dry? Jes sit on tha bank an’ watch them crawdads die? Ya’ all be nice to them thar chickens! Sleep tight an’ do pay ye no never mind to them thar bed bugs! Good night!
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At least you aren’t Boo Boo, like me. That was awesome by the way.
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This was a lot of fun by the way. Thank you for making me laugh on a down kind of day. God bless and keep you.:0)
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Y’all (or is it you-uns) are a lot of fun!
Mammy says I have to go to bed now though ☺ Y’all come back now, hear?
God bless you too AND yer blatherskyte.
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