Spike Milligan's Final Fantasy VIII

Wed, 01/04/2006 — Usagi

How the Dinosaur got here
"Daddy, what's a dinosaur?"
Said my daughter Jane.
"The dinosaur was a giant beast
That will never be seen again."
"Where did they all come from?"
"Now that I cannot say."
And at this information
She turned and walked away.
She must have thought about it,
For later that afternoon
She said to me, "I know! I know!
They all come from the moon!"
"If that is true, my daughter,
Would you, pray, please tell
Exactly how they got here."
She said, "Of course - they fell!"
Perth, WA
March 1980
From
Unspun Socks from a Chicken's Laundry

The Videogame is All That is the Case

Tue, 07/13/2004 — Bloiffy

In the words of Wittgenstein, "Philosophy is a battle against the bewitchment of our intelligence by means of language."

The idea that the very problems of philosophy itself are not so much problems, that the questions asked are not really questions at all and all simply arise through a fundamental inability to define our own language's semantics is one that has plagued me night and day for as long as I can remember. Or at least, those fleeting moments of lucidity between times when I am tied down in the darkroom at the back of the Hole in Juan club, being forcefully penetrated from all sides by men wearing police hats, tiny leather jackets, chaps, huge handlebar moustaches and leering, lecherous grins. Also sometimes they have cigars hanging from their mouths. Those moments, periods whilst the semen dries into the rags that remain of my clothing, and the pleasure-pain that blinds my every thought slowly begins to recede, I ponder upon these things.

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