A declaration of a strange and wonderfull monster: born in Kirkham parish in Lancashire (the childe of Mrs. Haughton, a Popish gentlewoman) the face of it upon the breast, and without a head (after the mother had wished rather to bear a childe without a head then a Roundhead)
Early Modern rationale is flawless.
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I have to agree with Jesus here; making light of your own reproductive ability is a bit cavalier.
p.s. zing!
Oh Doug, your punning is UNSTOPPABLE! Also, this might be some of your finest work. Have you been waiting for the opportunity to use that one? I imagine you have a notebook somewhere with puns and the specific and improbable conversational arcs that would have to ensue in order for the pun to be validated.
I always though that if I lived during the English Civil War, I'd have been on the side of the Cavaliers. They were so much more dashing and exciting than the boring old Puritanical Roundheads. But since Jesus was clearly on the side of Oliver Cromwell, I'd probably have had a baby with hydrocephalus.
I also really wish Jesus would punish people for their sins in such a hilarious and literal fashion like he used to.
I like the lady with the kitty cats. She reminds me of Katie.
I want to retroactively insert this image into my thesis chapter about maternal imaginative imprints (complete with your "Jesus is not amused" commentary, of course, which I think concisely explains the whole concept much better than my 25 page chapter did).
Don't ever stop making these, Sarah. They bring great joy.
P.S. Doug, stop punning.
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