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Have been recently thinking about the meaning of life and how n why we are here. I am too much of cynic to belive a God exists and plonked us here or shot off a space pod filled with miniscule pores that’d become the soup of life.
I’m a Darwinian man through and through. I cannot believe there is so much crap going on in USA about Design vs Darwin. To me it is as obvious as the noses on the Pope’s or the Head Mormon Fella’s and the Chief Rabbi or the Archbishop of Canterbury’s face - we are frigging monkeys! I mean don’t they realise the similarities every morning when they are bollock naked having their dump of the day on the crapper? Some hunchbacked draughtsman in God’s loft didn’t sit at his drawing board and draw out the homo sapien blueprint to some ethreal old fart’s instruction.
There are a lot of questions to ask about life and the planets and if there is an afterlife etc etc yada yada yada. These thoughts have pre-occupied the best thinkers and philosophers the world has known since time began and still there is no answer. Just I was about to call it quits, I had my eureka moment and it dawned on me that they’d been asking the wrong questions.
The only question to ask is: Will Americans Love Marmite?







































