The PTA is Evil

A Noted Diatribe by Respected Columnist
Eliza Roark

Eliza Roark

John Cantor is Welder-in-Residence at the Connecticut Society for Welding. Ms. Cantor has extensive experience in both arc and static welding and also likes men who own their own orange groves.

What on Earth is wrong with the PTA? Every single time I read about the PTA I hear about some new atrocity they’ve committed. For instance, a while back there were the stories, albeit urban legends but stories nonetheless, about how a few members of the PTA lured some wayward boys, gang members, and bicycle enthusiasts to a remote cabin deep in the forgotten Hallmet Woodlands. Once inside the cabin, so the stories go, the PTA members attached electrodes to their victims’ genitals and then proceeded to poke them with heavily sharpened sticks.
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An Exciting Look at Space-Based Combat Opperations

Part XVII: Into the Void!

by Vir Cotto

space

Most ancient craft, with a few experimental and non-mass-produced exceptions, used an exhaust based propulsion. Although the current ion coil drive is of this same basic principal, the ancient star drives, which relied on emission of charged particles; ions, electrons or light bosons, were far less efficient, rarely being able to propel a craft beyond the velocity of a few thousand miles per minute.

Since all these early drives relied upon a fuel source carried with the craft, their range and maneuverability were dependant upon this limited fuel. Thus extreme maneuvers and erratic evasive techniques were foolhardy, as they would tend to threaten to exhaust the limited fuel supply and leave the craft helplessly headed out toward its last trajectory, unable to make necessary course corrections. Continue reading

On the Subject of Things

by Amanda Siberia

Although few people are aware, things are quite easily classified. Carolus Linnaeus attempted to classify things based upon their similarities, others have attempted to classify things based upon their function, their shape, or their color. One Dr. Reginald Hoober once attempted to classify things based upon the noises they make when stepped upon. There are numerous ways to classify things, but only one correct way.

The Herkimer-Bose Scale puts all things ever in existence into one of three sets. According to this quite authoritative scale things are either Stupid, Cool, or Neutral. Thousands upon thousands of scientists and philosophers, not to mention sciensosophers, have measured thousands upon thousands of objects, things and bits of stuff according to this scale. They have been able to prove the nature of things to an accuracy of seven thousand decimal places.

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Rocks are cool. The earth is made of rocks and rocks are everywhere. They come in a variety of sizes and have many uses.

Chimpanzees are cool because of their human-like behavior. It’s funny to see chimpanzees ride tricycles, smoke cigars and wear diapers.

Matzo is cool as it’s bread without yeast. It’s very crunchy and tasty and if you find the afikomen then it makes Passover all the more special.

Tires are neutral. You just can’t really get into tires. It’s sort of interesting that in England they spell it “tyres,” but it’s really not that interesting.

The Dead Sea is neutral. Sure, it’s full of salt and everyone floats in it, but it’s still just a bunch of water in the middle of a desert. Whoop-de-friggin’ do.

Albert Einstein is neutral. While he formulated a lot of interesting theories and had a neat mustache, he also spent a lot of time espousing socialism and political nonsense. Plus, he turned down the presidency of Israel.

Lip-synching is stupid. Either sing the song or don’t. Moving your lips to the words of a song is just pointless. I know you’re not singing, so why bother pretending. And lip-synching is especially stupid when it’s coupled with dancing. What, are you too useless to be able to sing and dance at the same time? Have to lip-synch while you contort your body? Who cares? I sure as hell don’t.

Picture frames are stupid. Do I really need a bit of wood to border my picture? What, the picture itself isn’t good enough…not wall worthy unless it’s got a bit of wood stuck up around the outside. Who thinks up this nonsense?

Bishops are stupid. Why do we need bishops anyway? We have the Pope and parish priests, what, these people can’t communicate? Ever heard of the internet you dumb Catholic weeds? Plus, bishops only move diagonally, I already have a queen that can do that and a lot more. For Christ’s sake, work this out before you put on the silly little hat.

Indeed, everything in the universe that has ever existed, currently exists or will exist fits in to one of these three categories. No doubt this information will introduce a new era of organization and classification, and will allow humanity an ever greater understanding of both things and stuff.

I’m Going to Berlin

by H.G. Peterson

H.G. Peterson

H.G. Peterson is the world’s greatest living helicopterist. Throughout all of Asia he is loved and adored for skill in piloting helicopters. He can fly all sorts of helicopters; blue ones, red ones and even a striped one once.

“I’m Going to Berlin”

The Solar System has planets nine
About the Sun they take their time

Mercury, the closest in
Flies ‘bout real fast, and has slow spin

Next comes Venus, with cloudy sky
Its temperatures are very high

Now there’s Earth, our home sweet home
There’s grass and you and Styrofoam™

Mars is fourth, and really red
It may have life, but is likely dead

Asteroids are this far out
It’s too far ‘tween them for you to shout

King of Planets, Jupiter is gas
There is no ground to grow some grass

Saturn is large, with many rings
And home to other interesting things

The name Uranus sure is funny
But it’s skies are hardly sunny

Blue and beautiful is Neptune
And quite too large to fit in your room

Pluto is tiny and really quite strange
About it in a car you could easily range

Kuiper Belt objects are icy and cold
Much too much so for bread to grow mold

Far out in space, the Oort Cloud is found
This is where comets spend time flying ‘round

And so you can see, with the Sun at the center
The Solar System’s neatness gets better and better

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