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How pure must a corn be to be truely pure?

airenlow said:
Joe Lopo was a man of mild temperament, short stature, and had the goal to become the world's fastest telephone eater. Though Lopo never knew even basic physics, he created a telescope capable of sighting the smallest hair on an alien who lived quite a few lightyears away. Joe Lopo quickly destroyed a large boulder and used the shattered remains to form eight small statues that strongly resembled tiny creatures being or related to the water flea. He placed them in a circular pattern to form a sort of shrine and placed the telescope in the middle of it. He then channeled the power of the stone water fleas into the telescope to view the power of the heavens. He was in a trance with the beauty of the mysterious dimension and didn't even notice the very large tornado heading toward him.The shrine was quickly demolished and the immediate withdrawl of power sent Joe Lobo into a lair of pitch blackness found to be a parallel dimension that caused anyone whose first name began with J, along with M,L, and Q, to become rather uncomfortable. Joe was also suddenly introduced to undroclamaticolomphasisciousy, the eccentric tapeworm with a strong morrocan accent."I'm undroclamaticolomphasisciousy, the eccentric tapeworm. I like pizza so how are ya doin?""I have no idea," said Joe. "I feel very uncomfortable."A small beep was heard. "Oh, that's me," said the worm. He pulled out his cell phone. "Hey, I like pizza so how are ya' doin?""You're too late," said the one on the other side of the line."I know I am!" he said, as he quickly hung up. "Anyway, I've come to meet you," he said to me."I suspected that suspicious suspectial suspision," I said. "Why did you come to meet me?""Because," said the tapeworm. "You are the chosen dude."A million tiny fabrics twisted in the shape of a microwave opened the space around me and started marching toward me, chanting, "Chosen dude, chosen dude, chosen dude...""Why am I the chosen dude?" asked Joe."Because," said the worm. He pointed to the tissue hanging out of my side pocket. "The sign.""The sign, the sign, the sign...!" chanted the fabrics."I'm afraid there has been a mistake," said Joe. "Please release me.""You shall be released," stated the worm. "On one condition: you assist this cat in consuming the sacred erasible pen."The fabrics gasped. Joe shoved the erasible pen in the cat's mouth. The cat suddenly morphed into a gargantuan capybara and exploded.The worm scowled at Joe. He was not supposed to complete the task."You, still shall not be released," said the worm. "We are dependent upon the powers of the chosen one. You shall remain with us!" But just as he said this, Minnie Turner, the girl who lived inside of a shoebox on a desert island for fourteen years in 1672, appeared in the dimension. She tainted the worm using a glass of grape juice and compressed the subatomic particles in the fabrics until a black hole formed. Joe and Minnie entered and vanished from the dimension, to enter a new one that resembleed the innards of a cable modem device."Why did you save me?" asked Joe?"Mark the wrong one," said Minnie.Then everything went "SKWADLIDOO!" and disappeared and Joe found himself alone, at his home on earth.Joe then ate a telephone.
http://supergiantbream.tripod.com/id1.html
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I.<3.You.JMMF

That is all......
 
airenlow said:
Joe Lopo was a man of mild temperament, short stature, and had the goal to become the world's fastest telephone eater. Though Lopo never knew even basic physics, he created a telescope capable of sighting the smallest hair on an alien who lived quite a few lightyears away. Joe Lopo quickly destroyed a large boulder and used the shattered remains to form eight small statues that strongly resembled tiny creatures being or related to the water flea. He placed them in a circular pattern to form a sort of shrine and placed the telescope in the middle of it. He then channeled the power of the stone water fleas into the telescope to view the power of the heavens. He was in a trance with the beauty of the mysterious dimension and didn't even notice the very large tornado heading toward him.The shrine was quickly demolished and the immediate withdrawl of power sent Joe Lobo into a lair of pitch blackness found to be a parallel dimension that caused anyone whose first name began with J, along with M,L, and Q, to become rather uncomfortable. Joe was also suddenly introduced to undroclamaticolomphasisciousy, the eccentric tapeworm with a strong morrocan accent."I'm undroclamaticolomphasisciousy, the eccentric tapeworm. I like pizza so how are ya doin?""I have no idea," said Joe. "I feel very uncomfortable."A small beep was heard. "Oh, that's me," said the worm. He pulled out his cell phone. "Hey, I like pizza so how are ya' doin?""You're too late," said the one on the other side of the line."I know I am!" he said, as he quickly hung up. "Anyway, I've come to meet you," he said to me."I suspected that suspicious suspectial suspision," I said. "Why did you come to meet me?""Because," said the tapeworm. "You are the chosen dude."A million tiny fabrics twisted in the shape of a microwave opened the space around me and started marching toward me, chanting, "Chosen dude, chosen dude, chosen dude...""Why am I the chosen dude?" asked Joe."Because," said the worm. He pointed to the tissue hanging out of my side pocket. "The sign.""The sign, the sign, the sign...!" chanted the fabrics."I'm afraid there has been a mistake," said Joe. "Please release me.""You shall be released," stated the worm. "On one condition: you assist this cat in consuming the sacred erasible pen."The fabrics gasped. Joe shoved the erasible pen in the cat's mouth. The cat suddenly morphed into a gargantuan capybara and exploded.The worm scowled at Joe. He was not supposed to complete the task."You, still shall not be released," said the worm. "We are dependent upon the powers of the chosen one. You shall remain with us!" But just as he said this, Minnie Turner, the girl who lived inside of a shoebox on a desert island for fourteen years in 1672, appeared in the dimension. She tainted the worm using a glass of grape juice and compressed the subatomic particles in the fabrics until a black hole formed. Joe and Minnie entered and vanished from the dimension, to enter a new one that resembleed the innards of a cable modem device."Why did you save me?" asked Joe?"Mark the wrong one," said Minnie.Then everything went "SKWADLIDOO!" and disappeared and Joe found himself alone, at his home on earth.Joe then ate a telephone.
http://supergiantbream.tripod.com/id1.html
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I must say, I am deeply impressed.
 
Interesting views however one chooses to look at it. If we look at it through creationist eyes and all snakes that can create fertile offspring are of the same created kind then we aren't really making hybrids, but rather achieving or attempting to achieve a return to the original pure kind of that particular snake when we breed corns with say milks or kings. We could actually be breeding for a return to that original pure kind by making what some would label as hybrids.
 
Carpe Serpentis said:
Interesting views however one chooses to look at it. If we look at it through creationist eyes and all snakes that can create fertile offspring are of the same created kind then we aren't really making hybrids, but rather achieving or attempting to achieve a return to the original pure kind of that particular snake when we breed corns with say milks or kings. We could actually be breeding for a return to that original pure kind by making what some would label as hybrids.
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Carpe Serpentis said:
http://www.icr.org/i/pdf/technical/Snake-Hybridization-A-Case-for-Intrabaraminic-Diversity.pdf

Here is something for you to read if your interested in the creationist science viewpoint on the subject.
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Carpe Serpentis said:
Appeals to my religious nature will get you nowhere.. :headbang:
I'm an atheist.
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Pick a side...
 
Is God willing to prevent hybrids, but not able? Then he is not omnipotent. Is he able, but not willing? Then he is malevolent. Is he both able and willing? Then whence cometh hybrids? Is he neither able nor willing? Then why call him God?

The proof that hybrids were meant to be is that they are designed to do so in such a perfect manner that their offspring continues to be fertile. Now, if one believes in intelligent design by an omnipotent creator who had the power to create his creations otherwise and the knowledge (omnipotence) to know that if he did not that hybrids would surely arise... how could it not be in his/her plan?

If a snake can breed with another snake and produce fertile offspring then they were designed to do just that and who am I to question intelligent design by an omnipotent (all powerful) and omniscient (all knowing) being?
Of course, perhaps we are all just caught up in the matrix and none of this is real.... The reality is there is no spoon. There is no corn snake.... just our perception that they are real?
 
Hybrid Snake Lover





Is God willing to prevent hybrids, but not able? Then he is not omnipotent. Is he able, but not willing? Then he is malevolent. Is he both able and willing? Then whence cometh hybrids? Is he neither able nor willing? Then why call him God?
 
Is God willing to prevent hybrids, but not able? Then he is not omnipotent. Is he able, but not willing? Then he is malevolent. Is he both able and willing? Then whence cometh hybrids? Is he neither able nor willing? Then why call him God?

Or one could take this stance.

Hybrids are constant proof that God loves us and loves to see us happy.
 
Lennycorn said:
Just trying to learn here. That's why I join this site to learn from breeders.
So you have produce hybrid corns. Is that correct? Love to see some picture of what you have.
And by the above statement, do you mean you have produce and release in to the wild hybridized snakes, or is that a misunderstanding.
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You seem to miss this post...

airenlow said:
Baiting? *Report*
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Knowing the gerneral consensus of this site this is not a bold face lie.
 
Ya know Carpe, you have some freakin NERVE to claim I am a liar and have low ethics.........you of ALL people that constantly prove you have absolutely ZERO ethics!!! You are more twisted than a salted circus pretzel dude!
 
I feel like this is starting to turn into a troll feeding session. Come on guys, if you're going to "debate" with someone, pick someone who can relate and take the conversation some where. This is clearly a fruitless effort and though a little drama can be fun sometimes, this argument is getting stale.
 
DMong said:
Ya know Carpe, you have some freakin NERVE to claim I am a liar and have low ethics.........you of ALL people that constantly prove you have absolutely ZERO ethics!!! You are more twisted than a salted circus pretzel dude!
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Originally Posted by airenlow
Oh, I just assumed since sources weren't cited...

I replied back to airenlow, "Now, that is a bold faced lie. You did not just assume that... we have gone over this till I am blue in the face from trying to explain to you that I collect pictures and share them of various hybrids I have found and admire. I'd say that was an all time low for you, but I think your all time low was when you friended me just to unfriend me in the same day after poking fun at my name. Ethics is definitely not your strong suit my friend."

Now, let me reply to you Dmong, I have ethics. I think my spotless service record in the military proves that to some degree. I'd also like to think that my volunteering to clean up highways, feed the homeless, and many of my other activities such as actively protesting against hate speech by groups such as the Phelps... also known as westboro baptist. I think your ethics may differ from mine, but that does not mean I am wrong or I have no ethics. I'm for gay rights, gay marriage, equal rights, living wages, and so much more. What is more, I actually go out and speak my mind at rallies in D.C. and other places to that affect. I'm not an armchair activist by any means.
 
Carpe Serpentis said:
Quote:
Originally Posted by airenlow
Oh, I just assumed since sources weren't cited...

I replied back to airenlow, "Now, that is a bold faced lie. You did not just assume that... we have gone over this till I am blue in the face from trying to explain to you that I collect pictures and share them of various hybrids I have found and admire. I'd say that was an all time low for you, but I think your all time low was when you friended me just to unfriend me in the same day after poking fun at my name. Ethics is definitely not your strong suit my friend."

Now, let me reply to you Dmong, I have ethics. I think my spotless service record in the military proves that to some degree. I'd also like to think that my volunteering to clean up highways, feed the homeless, and many of my other activities such as actively protesting against hate speech by groups such as the Phelps... also known as westboro baptist. I think your ethics may differ from mine, but that does not mean I am wrong or I have no ethics. I'm for gay rights, gay marriage, equal rights, living wages, and so much more. What is more, I actually go out and speak my mind at rallies in D.C. and other places to that affect. I'm not an armchair activist by any means.
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All of this is just so much yapping. It is pretty much an unwritten law that pictures posted on the internet posted by private individuals on their private websites are their property. As such, you may download it to your computer and excite yourself with it until you are exhausted, but as soon as you cut, paste and POST it onto another website without identifying the photographer, website or owner of said website, you are a THEIF.

And the fact that you do blah, blah, blah in your personal life (which you claim but none of us can witness btw) really has nothing to do with it.
 
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