So, I was discussing which of my posts from over the years was my favorite, so I could link to it. The problem of course is they’re all my favorite. Actually, all the funny ones are my favorite. Never let it be said that I don’t appreciate my own sense of humor.
I can’t make up my mind (also typical) so I’m just going to leave these here, and you can decide…
Q: How many chaotes does it take to change a light bulb?
So, there’s this story, about Inanna. Basically, she goes to the God of Wisdom, Enki, and is all, “Hey there, I’m Ereshkigal’s little sister, I’m the goddess of Lurve and Battles, and I’m smokin’ hot.”
Enki says, “Heh heh heh. Yes, honey, you sure are.”
Inanna says, “Would you like a beer?”
If you step out to the grocery store to buy a loaf of bread and wind up in Tijuana with a trunk full of Froot Loops and vintage porn…that was Nimue.
[Coyote] is a holy power, absolutely. He is to be respected. However, approaching him with too much in the way of solemn reverence is a good way to get pantsed.
It was Coyote gave fire to man—out of pity, yes, but also because he foresaw the possibility of arson. (Eldri Littlewolf, Faery priestess)