Friday, March 14, 2008

Friday Funnies: "When Life Reeked With Joy" Part Two

(Continued....)
From "When Life Reeked With Joy"

In the 1400 hundreds most Englishmen were perpendicular. A class of yeowls arose. Finally, Europe caught the Black Death. The bubonic plague is a social disease in the sense that it can be transmitted by [edited double entendre] and other etceteras. It was spread from port to port by infected rats. Victims of the Black Death grew [edited double entendre] on their necks. The plague also helped the emergance of the English language as the national language of England, France and Italy.

The Middle Ages slimpared to a halt. The renasence bolted in from
the blue. Life reeked with joy. Italy became robust, and more individuals felt the value of their human being. Italy, of course, was much closer to the rest of the world thanks to Northern Europe. Man was determined to civilise himself and his brothers, even if heads had to roll! It became sheik to be educated. Art was on a more associated level. Europe was full of incredable churches with great art bulging out their doors. Renaissance merchants were beautiful and almost life-like.

The Reformnation happened when German nobles resented the idea that
tithes were going to Papal France or the Pope, thus enriching Catholic coiffures. Traditions had become oppressive so they too were crushed in the wake of man's quest for ressurection above the not-just-social beast he had become. An angry Martin Luther nailed 95 theocrats to a church door. Theologically, Luthar was into reorientation mutation. Calvinism was the most convenient religion since the days of the ancients. Anabaptist services tended to be migratory. The Popes, of course, were usually Catholic. Monks went right on seeing themselves as worms. The last Jesuit priest died in the 19th century.


(To be continued....)

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

When Life Reeked with Joy--I love it! Monday evening three of us will sit down and score 24 papers--the first graders will be very brief--but others more than 2000 words. I'll watch for reeking joy and almost life-like merchants. I appreciate Wrasslings.
M'Sue