[Darksheare]

The call went out:
“L.O.A.F.ers assemble!”
But the sound of crickets holding an animated discussion on blance mange was heard instead, their tiny TV flipping channels as the lead cricket gestured with the remote.

[NicknamedBob]

It’s not so bad.

At the end of the loaf, you are heeled.

[Tax-chick]

Blancmange is really only suitable for consumption by insects.

[NoCmpromiz]

Meanwhile, whilst we are bantering about mangy crickets, soylent solutions that may or may not be green or simple, children in the laundry, and other items of pith and moment, back on Mars disaster is looming. Or loaming. Or something.

I see on another thread that comet Siding Spring is about to whiz past Mars at a mere 87k miles. We all know that NASA is keeping us in the dark about all this but Mars gravity will grab that little comet and hurl it in all sorts of ways in a non-Euclidian manner such that it will slam into Earth and.. and.. and...

We're all gonna DIE!!!

Or maybe not.

We should all check out BEarthbotch's ewetoob chunnel to get his latest meandering, er, insightful prognostication of this Earth-dooming event.

Or just assign Darksheare to monitor the loon and let us know when it really gets comical. Or gets iceon it.

It's ok. I'll put that pretty white coat with the sleeves that lace up back on...