Joined: April 2007
Poor Arthur Hunt, pity him! He's trying to teach some basic biology to Paul Nelson.
It's like trying to explain the Theory of Relativity to a mentally retarded person:
Art: OK, Paul, imagine you're riding a beam of light.
Paul: Oh, goodie, I like rides. And bowling.
Art: Right. OK, you're riding a beam of light ...
Paul: Won't I fall off?
Art: No, Paul, you won't fall off. So, imagine you're on ...
Paul: What color is the light, Art, can I have a red light?
Art: Sure, Paul, any color you want. OK, so ...
Paul: I want a blue light, Art! Blue like Hawaii. Bowling!
Art: Great, Paul, just great. OK, so you're riding this beam of light and ...
Paul: Look, Art, I'm riding it on my belly. It's a surfboard!
Art: Whatever, Paul. OK, so you're riding this beam of light and ...
Paul: Hang ten, Art! Cowabunga, dude!
Art: Jesus fucking christ, Paul, can you pay the fuck attention for five fucking minutes? Is that too damn much to fucking ask?
Paul: You said bad words, Art.
Art: Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you, you fat, stupid moron fuckity fuck fucktard!!!!
Paul: It's always the same with you atheist materialists. When you realize you have no argument you resort to uncivil ad hominim insults. Civility just isn't your strength, I guess.