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You found my theme song, spingadus! I love that!
And speaking of Nimoy, I have a book of poetry called "Warmed by Love" by Nimoy. It is just as awesome as you would think... :p
And people actually fall for this stuff...
http://www.dhmo.org/facts.html
Depends on who you ask. Every time I've tried this with someone that has gone to college it hasn't worked. Or anyone who remembers high school chemistry for that matter. They usually figure it out.
Wikipedia: Dihydrogen monoxide hoax StoryQuote:
Originally Posted by Maxwell
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The hoax is designed to illustrate how the lack of scientific literacy and an exaggerated analysis can lead to misplaced fears
Edit: This lack of scientific knowledge reminds me of the old joke....
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Does the name Pavlov ring a bell?
for some unknown reason I just drooled on myself. Must be the weather...
Only a Farm Kid...
When you're from the country, your perception is a little different.......
A Missouri farmer in his pickup, drove to a neighbor's, and knocked at the door. A boy, about 9, opened the door
"Is your Dad home?"
"No sir, he isn't; he went to town."
"Well, is your Mother here?"
"No sir, she went to town with Dad."
"How about your brother, Howard? Is he here?"
"No sir, He went with Mom and Dad."
The rancher stood there for a few minutes, shifting from one foot to the other, and mumbling to himself.
"Is there anything I can do for you? I know where all the tools are, if you want to borrow one, or I can give dad a message."
"Well," said the rancher uncomfortably, "I really wanted to talk to your Dad. It's about your brother Howard getting my daughter, Suzie, pregnant."'
The boy thought for a moment. "You would have to talk to Dad about that. I know he charges $500 for the bull and $50 for the hog, but I don't know how much he charges for Howard."
Mrs. Deluca comes to visit her son, Anthony, for dinner. He lives with a female roommate, Maria.
During the course of the meal, his mother couldn't help but notice how pretty Anthony's roommate is.
Over the course of the evening, while watching the two interact, she started to wonder if there was more between Anthony and his roommate than met the eye.
Reading his mom's thoughts, Anthony volunteered, "I know what you must be thinking, but I assure you, Maria and I are just roommates.''
About a week later, Maria came to Anthony saying, "Ever since your mother came to dinner, I've been unable to find the silver sugar bowl. You don't suppose she took it, do you?"
"Well, I doubt it, but I'll email her, just to be sure." So he sat down and wrote an email:
Dear Mama,
I'm not saying that you "did" take the sugar bowl from my house; I'm not saying that you "did not" take it. But the fact remains that it has been missing ever since you were here for dinner.
Love, Anthony
Several days later, Anthony received a response email from his Mama which read:
Dear son,
I'm not saying that you "do" sleep with Maria, and I'm not saying that you "do not" sleep with her.
But the fact remains that if she was sleeping in her OWN bed, she would have found the sugar bowl by now.
Love, Mama
Moral: Never lie to your Mama .
I'm seriously laughing out loud at that, Duke! Yes!