Archive for August, 2015
Lifting weights, grinding corn, what happened in Edinburgh, and the Berenstein Bears. Plus polymers, Sliders, Nelson Mandela, and California Proposition 65. Fully tested for contamination by GMOs, it’s Skeptics with a K.
Patreon, pride, hydration, and brown fat. Plus jugs, the Fonz, inside out moisturiser and slap-downs. With Warren in the corner, it’s Skeptics with a K.
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Do you know who likes a bit of arts and crafts? Why, God does, of course.
At least the impression you get from some of Reverend Peter ‘Petey’ Popoff’s letters to me and my merry-and-increasing band of animals and imaginary friends.
When I left you last (and apologies that the gaps in this series are becoming as bad as the intervals between Inkredulous episodes…) I’d been sent many ‘interesting’ and MIRACULOUS miracle items from Petey that I had to drink or anoint myself with or wear for a specific period of time, but there were some letters that needed a little more creativity from everyone involved in order to release the blessings. It goes without saying by this point I was also supposed to send money along with all of my creations (although he did say as much, an awful lot of times).
This arts and crafts club was called the ‘112 Team of God’s Potential Millionaires’ and it’s a club I, my dog Evie and some other acquaintances have been made members of:
Petey seemed to be having funny dreams about me again where he had seen me shouting words like PLANTED, WATER LEAF GREEN with Satan’s henchmen shouting DRY PARCHED DESERT LAND whilst we all ran up and down a golden staircase like some sort of exploitative pantomime: