Being.
Green.
Sounds wonderful doesn't it?
The simple life of the hunter-gatherer, awakening at dawn each morning, having a healthy breakfast of a handful of berries and a beaker of nearly pure water.
Stepping out of your crude shelter, stretching, scratching your lice and picking up your flint spear.
Looking at your campfire.
"Carbon Emissions!" you cry.
"Eh?" says Grok.
"Put it out at once, it's making the world hotter!"
Grok looks at Urak and makes a circular motion of his forefinger around his temple.
And we all laugh.
Perfect. I think you should email it to Patrick. There's a chance his email is working now, it wasn't Wednesday evening.
ReplyDeleteVery droll - I want more.
ReplyDeleteVery observant, every second of a greenies life is made possible by all they object to.
ReplyDeleteConan,
ReplyDeleteNice one, how well you describe my child-hood and how well I remember the difficulty of milking a mammoth!
Sorry just caught up on your comment for Brown piddling himself, nah I added it to be topical.
ReplyDeleteextremely thought provoking!!~
ReplyDeletedefinitely want more!!~
cheers..,
BoreDum
"brownlie said...
ReplyDeleteConan,
Nice one, how well you describe my child-hood and how well I remember the difficulty of milking a mammoth!
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youve got the wrong target of your affections. it's not cathy you lust after , its big jackie. All the mammoth milking mammaries from childhood , you see!