Tag: Little Red Hen
When I was a cute little chick I had a lot of hopes and dreams. The other animals in the barnyard were important to me and so I tried to include them in those hopes and dreams. You know I love to bugaaawwwk! I mean bake. My dream was to have an endless supply of flour to bake beautiful bread and cakes and cookies.
Think kid, THINK! We were all created, made by God, according to a set of rules. Those rules dictate function and outcome, the natural order of things. There are aberrations, but they have to be called aberrations–perversions–of that natural order. You cannot make aberrations the rule without destroying the natural order. Without Natural Law, there is no existence. Reality implodes, and we are sucked into a black hole of nihilism.
Well, the problem is not really the size of his pee pee. You see, he tends to exaggerate using camera optics and special angles. People think his pee pee, er, python, is big. It’s really not. The thing that bothers me is that he has pictures of it on the Internet, NYCT buses, Times Square Jumbotron, and he’s actually publishing a book for children called, “Anthony and His Big Friend.”