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On the violet sands, ninth planet,
When the solar wind was blowing, Strode the troll called Thiaoouba, Psychedelic T-shirt glowing. |
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Thank you, Oolon. You saved me the trouble of digging up the links. For the record though, folks:
Everything Thiaoouba is linking to is the un-peer-reviewed, pseudo-scientific nonsense of a man named Dr. Chalko, a man who had to start his own journal to get his theories published, and who Runs a diploma mill "university" with courses in Aura Healing and Levitation. --W@L |
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Have you found *any* evidence yet for Planet Thiaoouba? Or are you going to dodge the question? Again? --W@L |
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Oh, and Thiaoouba lies, too. Remember when you said this, Thiaoouba?
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On the violet sands, ninth planet,
When the solar wind was blowing, Strode the troll called Thiaoouba, Psychedelic T-shirt glowing. Beware the Infidels, My son! The jaws that bite, the clause that catch, give them the middle-fingered bird, and shun that luminous batch! |
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(scigirl scampers off to create a journal called, "The ramblings of an evolutionist." Hmmm, what should my first article be about? scigirl (back in Montana but my heart is still in NYC ![]() |
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Long time the manky shirt he wore. So in came he to IIDB: Was laughed at, so he swore. One-two! One-two! And through and through Vorkosigan�s logic went snickersnack! They left him red In face. (He�d said He never would come back). �And hast thou hawked the crappy-book? Come to my planet my beamish boy!� �Go heed that call� Said one and all �From us you�ll get no joy.� Oolon Carroll |
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