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Thread #59418   Message #1453552
Posted By: GUEST,MMario
06-Apr-05 - 09:28 AM
Thread Name: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
I could have sworn that somewhere in this thread was posted the forst Chapter of the Book of MOAB also known as Genitals

but all I could find was discussion of the sacred ilk and this:

A recent issue of "Conundrum" magazine contained an article that I found quite interesting, which I believe is apropos for inclusion in MOAB.

Here is an excerpt from the article:

Ship Island, a few miles off the Mississippi Gulf Coast, has recently proven itself to be an archaeologist's dream.
   Kevin Whitehead and his partner, Bea Dubrielle, who have been doing freelance archaeological digs on the island, discovered a heavily constructed wooden box that contained a parchment scroll.
   Tests have shown the scroll to be from the late 1500s.
   The scroll contains a message written in an "Old English dialect" which speaks of a "land of Moab" and its inhabitants.
   Professor Jess P Amos of the Shay-Patterson Institute in Jackson Mississippi commented on the message:
   "It appears that this is a cryptic tale of the creation of a tribe of Moabites, which I believe is not the 'Biblical' Moabites. "
   Conundrum has been granted exclusive rights to print the entire text of the message, which appears below. . . .


It came to pass in the fifty-second winter, the king didst arise from the midst of Atalla in the deep. And the king didst look upon the void, and he didst behold the multitude; the rovers and their ilk, the ramblers and their ilk, the misbegotten and their ilk, also the bewildered and their ilk.

The king was moved with compassion upon them because they were without a land for themselves. He spake unto himself, "These art the outcasts. They hath no land for   themselves. Let there be a place fitting for these strange sort."

Three times he spake these words then he falleth silent for a half century.

In the second year of the new day, the king didst stir and he spake unto himself, "I will make unto these a land of fertile soil, a vast land that floweth with wonder and mirth; and they shalt come from all the earth to dwell in their land."

And the king didst mull and ponder for a short while.

In the fifth month of the third year of the new day, the king spake unto the multitude, "Let there be a land in which to dwell the rovers, the ramblers, the
Misbegotten and the bewildered, and all their ilk, and let them frolic and let them romp securely in the land in which they dwelleth."

And the king didst create the land and he calleth it the land of MOAB, and the inhabitants calleth he them Moabites. And he saw that it was good.

And the land did flourish and become great...yea, even greater than the king.

And the king rejoiced greatly and he didst calleth himself a Moabite.

And the king giveth stern warning, "Troubleth not the Moabites, lest I smite thee with a plague of slimy worms that shalt invade thine gonads till thine eyes buggeth out"