Hello. Hung One On (HOO) here. Look, all this brouhaha about religion has sent me to the far corners of the earth to interview our own parish priest form the inner western suburbs of Inner Cyberia Father “Sandy” O’Way (FOW). As two intellectual giants we will battle it out about religion, God and life after death. Here’s a transcript.
HOO: So Sandy, all this stuff in the media lately about religion over at the old Unleashed, you know about how Chaplains are being placed in schools and how they may proselytize?
FOW: Sorry Hung but I take deep offence that you accuse us of us having sex with little boys.
HOO: No, Sandy, that’s paedophilia, I mean proselytize.
FOW: If you think that I’m going to get dressed up in black suspenders and stockings and stand on a corner then you have another thing coming.
HOO: No, Sandy, that’s prostitution, I mean proselytize.
FOW: We can never be guilty of that however we usually do this, convert someone to another religion or opinion; convert to another religion or faith; enlist someone to one’s cause (also proselytise) . Get the picture?
HOO: So Sandy, the big one, is there a God?
FOW: Well, there’s a Gordon but don’t know about God.
HOO: Is there life after death?
FOW: No, unless you owe the tax office.
HOO: What do you think about the articles posted by Astyages an atomou concerning their views on Greek mythology?
FOW: Isn’t it marvellous watching two geniuses arguing over absolute bullshit, I mean they take bullshit to a new level. I mean the different side of the river bank, cut me to pieces that one.
HOO: Hmm, Do you speak with God?
FOW: Oh, shit yeah, all the time, I have his number in my mobile, lets talk to him.
[Ring, ring]
GOD: Hello God, here, Gordon O’Donnell [GOD]
HOO: Er, Hung here God, there has been a bit of a storm here lately about religion and you know the big one, life after death, that sort of thing and I was wondering if I could get your view on these issues?
GOD: Jesus Hung, pretty big subjects but let me see, religion is the choice of the individual but should be kept away from kids, life after death, well sort of, I’d probably give you two to one on but you probably just die, well sort of, you know what I mean.
HOO: But Gordon, that sounds like you are trying to have a bit each way?
GOD: Well Hung, I’m not dead yet so I can’t answer the question, anyway got to go, watching 25 years of The Bill.
Whew, heady stuff. Anyhoo I’ll sign off, Hung One On, Inside his House, No Where.
PS: For Warrigal, hopefully a smile has been delivered by the good Father.
Warrigal said:
From ear to ear Hung. Thanks very much.
Just woken up and feel absolutely dreadful. I’ve just been told this is entirely normal. Modern medicine is confusing.
Nurse, nurse…..
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Voice said:
Less than 12 hours till dawn, and less again till the hospital morning.
May I venture with some trepidation to suggest that in this case it is the jargon of modern medicine that is confusing? Perhaps we should start a dictionary for hospital patients:
Normal = In line with what people in your situation usually suffer.
Discomfort = Pain
Meal = Substances of biological origin that provide sustenance if you actually manage to eat them.
Flavour = Now obselete.
….
Little nurse angels carrying out their duty with infallible precision as they march about your body. I like that.
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Big M said:
When they say, ‘It’s just a little prick with a needle.’ They’re usually telling the truth!
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Hung One On said:
An oldie but a goodie Sister
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Hung One On said:
Spot on Voice, flavour is definitely redundant
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Big M said:
I keep dragging the oldies out, because I can’t think up anything new!
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Hung One On said:
Good to hear. Get plenty of sleep tis a wonderful healer.
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Vvienne said:
Could Geraldine O’Doogue be G.O.D. at the ABC?
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Hung One On said:
Downright possibility 🙂
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astyages said:
Lol! Thanks for another outrageous episode of FOW, Hung!
I won’t bother to attempt to refute your scandalous accusations about yours truly and atomou ‘taking bullshit to a new level’, because in any case it’s perfectly true, although I must confess that I am a mere ‘BA’, which I’m reliably informed means ‘Bullshit Artist’. The good professor atomou, however has at the very least a PhD… (or three) which I’m equally reliably informed means ‘Piled Higher and Deeper’ (see poem of same name as this latter over at Astyages’s Weblog for further information).
🙂
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Big M said:
…and, as my medical friends like to pint out, MBBS means Much Better Bull Shit!
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atomou said:
This is getting to be frightfully scatophilic… if not coprophobic… if not coprophagic… if not dungomorphous!
Call Hercules now: Dial 00HER0!
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Big M said:
Coprolalic, without being coprophilic!
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atomou said:
copronoiac, if not dungosmatic. Coprozoic, if not faescecological. Poo-ological, if not turdmatic.
I win, I win, I win!
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Hung One On said:
More bullshit ato?
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Hung One On said:
As opposed to RN that stands for Really Nice
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Big M said:
As opposed to RM for Really manipulable?
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Hung One On said:
Yes, I am truly in awe of you and ato. When I grow up I hope I can attain the same level of bullshitedness.
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gerard oosterman said:
Hung,
May all things bouncy relief all heart aches and Miss Isis satisfy all aching longings . The Hung, as always taking the piss and never boring. Nice bit of satirical fun. Well dung-Hung.
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Hung One On said:
Thank you Gerard. From someone like yourself that is indeed high praise and remember Dung = Done by Hung
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Astyages said:
I refuse to engage in such a crappy conversation…
😉
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gerard oosterman said:
Yes, Asty, we have standards 🙂
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atomou said:
Augeas forfend!
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Voice said:
Standards that have deteriorated excrementally over time. 🙂
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atomou said:
Yeap, that’s excrementals, for you, Voice! They deteriorate constantly, relentlessly, indubitably, ineluctably, inevitably, invariably. There’s nothing perdurable about excrementals!
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Big M said:
Feculence without crapulence.
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H said:
Hung, I still haven’t found out what makes Warrigal smile, but Gez and I usually get the giggles over your ‘shortish’, laconic replies here and on The Drum.
I also like your most polite requests to the moderators: Am I allowed to agree with H? LOL 🙂
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Hung One On said:
Yes H, I always ask the moderators if I am allowed to agree with you over at the Drum seeing my rather innocuous comment once before got pulled. I am glad you enjoy my stories of FOW, I get a good laugh out of them. When Tutu was here we would often discuss what Sandy was up to and laugh over his adventures. She would often have some input as to what Sandy should do next. We still see each other every week and are still in love so it ain’t all bad.
Yes a smile from Warrigal would be nice, that was the aim.
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H said:
Well, Hung, that is so nice to hear that you and Tutu have remained friends, it does not happen very often…say hi to Tutu.
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Hung One On said:
Yes, thank you H. I am cooking her a roast chicken tomorrow night for tea. I will pass on your regards.
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Emmjay said:
Hung, you made me do the beer fountain nostril trick again. I’ll be laughing – all the way to the new keyboard shop again.
Motto: don’t f\drink and do Hung ! Got it ? Roger, your Emmjaynessness.
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Hung One On said:
My apologies to your keyboard Sire.
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Big M said:
Young Sister Hung, may Isis bestow her bountiful blessings on thee!
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Hung One On said:
Thank you my brother and may all your farts be that 🙂
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atomou said:
I don’t know about Waz but I can tell you, I nearly choked on my Dionysus!
You’ve obviously rung an impostor Hungsie. God is here, right here, sitting next to me right now, dropping ouzo shots with me and he didn’t get no phone calls from no damned mortals!
But that’s typical of those so-called “fathers” isn’t it? Cheeky bloody impostors the bloody lot of them. Fathers, indeed! Send them all over to the bank on the other side, where the ferryman, Charos hangs out. Them and their golden shepherds’ crook and fancy dresses. And don’t give them no obol. See how they fare.
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Hung One On said:
May Bacchus be with you
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atomou said:
Oh, he is, he iiiiiiiiiiiz! Hic!
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