Originally posted by: Jeff7
"Well ya see, Norm, it's like this... A herd of buffalo can only move as fast as the slowest buffalo. And when the herd is hunted, it is the slowest and weakest ones at the back that are killed first. This natural selection is good for the herd as a whole, because the general speed and health of the whole group keeps improving by the regular killing of the weakest members. In much the same way, the human brain can only operate as fast as the slowest brain cells. Excessive intake of alcohol, as we know, kills brain cells. But naturally, it attacks the slowest and weakest brain cells first. In this way, regular consumption of beer eliminates the weaker brain cells, making the brain a faster and more efficient machine. That's why you always feel smarter after a few beers."
I had to videotape a poetry reading for part of my work/study job today, and someone in the audience there, before the show, said this same thing.
Weeeiiiird.. wwwOOOoooOOOOOOOoooooo......
And I no longer have any sympathy for the pain women endure during childbirth. Dear god, the poems......oh god. One poem was about leaves. One was about trees. One was about trains. One was about a box. A BOX. Another was about the ocean, which incorporated lines babbled by her son when he was 3 years old. Apparently, I could have been a best-selling poet when I was younger, if only my parents had written down the random observations I surely made. Fully 1/4 of my brain atrophied. Yeah, yeah, it's not a muscle, I know. That's just how much I can't stand poetry, that my brain actually partially atrophied.