Posted by drummer (209.105.155.54) on June 10, 2000 at 12:19:06:
In Reply to: Clusterheads posted by Jim Hendrix on June 10, 2000 at 12:00:54:
Once upon a time there was a great big Superior Being who liked to go fishing for absolutely no reason what-so-ever. The great big Superior Being would take his fishing poles and fish-hooks to the beach and cast his lines into the sea.
The great big Superior Being would hook a sweet little innocent fish (who never asked to be born in the first place) right through the mouth and eye, and then reel the fish into shore. The great big Superior Being would then remove the hook and toss the sweet little innocent fish (who never asked to be born in the first place) right back into the sea again. The great big Superior Being would do this hooking and tossing routine, over and over again, day after day after day, for absolutely no reason.
One day, the sweet little innocent fishes had a meeting. They all got together to talk about the great big Superior Being. The sweet little innocent fishes (who never asked to be born in the first place) called all of this hooking and tossing that was going on, this:
"Cluster Attacks."
The sweet little innocent fishes didn't understand the purpose of this hooking and tossing concept. The sweet little innocent fishes always felt Life served some sort of purpose. They always tried to accomplish something in their lives. The sweet little innocent fishes always played nicely together, provided for each other, and supported each other. They never "hooked and tossed" themselves.
During the meeting, a very smart, sweet little innocent fish stood up with a possible solution to the hooking and tossing concept of the great big Superior Being. The very smart, sweet little innocent fish suggested that they all wear T-shirts, with writing on them. The very smart, sweet little innocent fish said, "Obviously this great big Superior Being can read - let's all serve a purpose for him! Let's simply wear T-shirts that the great big Superior Being can read, when he hooks us through our mouths and eyeballs."
Here's what all the sweet little innocent fish did.
They all had some T-shirts printed up that said this:
"EAT ME!"