Faith an Jesas

Looks a little neanderthal to me.

Is that a target on your head or are you just pleased to see me

You mean Jesas Chrust?

I don’t want to go to Hull!

Is this the strange friend who was made in the ground?
…Well he’s here now.

This product made in a facility that processes nuts.

Dour Faith.
Sounds like a goth band name or something.

Written by the Devil?

I wondered why there’s an asterisk on his head, so I googled
‘asterisk neanderthal’ to see if I was missing something.
I found this.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Xp1JTqQS_8M

The end is interesting…don’t get epilepsy!

But maybe the asterisk is just to show you that he’s always
making spelling mistakes…

Gould you, hould you jn a lox?
With a kox?
Gould you eat them jn a gar?

And THAT is why I don’t use a Dvorak keyboard.

We suddenly realized putting Kichiro in charge of Fire Safety Week had been a bad idea.

I need this as a shirt. I have jury duty coming up.

I think, in 10 years, hell’s gonna be the only place left where you can still smoke.

Welcome to hell. Here’s your accordion.

Forunately, J’m not burning Jn The Flames.

What if I worship Satin?

@Sparky | 5:32 am: On the up side, you’ll be smoking and you won’t even need cigarettes. 😉

Braise the Lard!

What a jdjot.

I’m the Mayor of Nijmegen and I approved this cloth bag.

Burning Jn the Calgary Flames

I see the Neanderthals invented Band Aids.

Whilst the aborigine people did not invent the petrol-bomb, they perfected it.

Three aboriginal youths decided to sniff some petrol. To this effect, they locked themselves in a car to better savour the effects of the petrol vapour. Unfortunately, one was smoking a joint at the same time.

Source; Amigo mia Tjampita – Pitjatjantjarra people S. Aust.

Wasn’t it Hiroshima and Nagasaki which they nuked?

Hey Tojo! Didn’t know you spoke “strine”.

“Your lips are like the pharaoh’s pedals.”

Not as much as I put faith in my throat to catch all these glottal stops!

Blezzed ar de boor in spirid, foar dey shal see napalm!

A garbled version of a line from the Rolling Stones song “Saint Of Me.”

And could you stand the torture
And could you stand the pain
Could you put your faith in Jesus
When you’re burning in the flames
And I do believe in miracles
And I want to save my soul
And I know that I’m a sinner
I’m gonna die here in the cold
I said yes, I said yeah
I said yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
You’ll never make a saint of me

Nein. But I could summon up some faith, in a fireproof suit.

Stephen Jay Gould was pretty hardcore.

It makes perfect sense when spoken in a Pennsylvanian Dutch accent.

Or as the Swedish Chef. Bork!