I can tell you when this started. One dark and stormy night, Solihull announced there would be no more Defenders. Since then, almost like a virus, attitudes changed. A sense of humour was seen as an attack on the status quo, long submerged prejudices' bubbled to the surface, and, well, AULRO morphed into a Toyota forum.
There is but one way to make this right. Selected MODS [ you know who you are] must gather around a cauldron, and utter this chant, Bob
Witches' Chant (from Macbeth)
1st Witch:
Thrice the brinded cat hath mew'd.
2nd Witch:
Thrice and once, the hedge-pig whin'd.
3rd Witch
Harpier cries:?'tis time! 'tis time!
1st Witch:
Round about the cauldron go:
In the poisoned entrails throw.
Toad, that under cold stone
Days and nights has thirty-one
Sweated venom sleeping got,
Boil thou first in the charmed pot.
All:
Double,double toil and trouble;
Fire burn and cauldron bubble.
2nd Witch:
Fillet of a fenny snake,
In the cauldron boil and bake;
Eye of newt and toe of frog,
Wool of bat and tongue of dog,
Adder's fork and blindworm's sting,
Lizard's leg and howlet's wing.
For charm of powerful trouble,
Like a hell-broth boil and bubble.
All:
Double,double toil and trouble;
Fire burn and couldron bubble.
3rd Witch:
Scale of dragon, tooth of wolf,
Witch's mummy, maw and gulf
Of the ravin'd salt-sea shark,
Root of hemlock digg'd in the dark,
Liver of blaspheming Jew;
Gall of goat; and slips of yew
Sliver'd in the moon's eclipse;
Nose of Turk, and Tartar's lips;
Finger of birth-strangled babe
Ditch-deliver'd by a drab,-
Make the gruel thick and slab:
Add thereto a tiger's chaudron,
For ingredients of our cauldron.
All:
Double,double toil and trouble,
Fire burn and cauldron bubble.
2nd Witch:
Cool it with a baboon's blood,
Then the charm is firm and good.
I’m pretty sure the dinosaurs died out when they stopped gathering food and started having meetings to discuss gathering food
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