“Global Warming Could Cause More Cold Snaps”
ROTFLOL!
Is there ANYTHING that global warming can’t do!
BTW, here’s a little tune I wrote. It’s called “Global Warming” and it’s sung to the tune of “Monorail”
Lyle Lanley:
You know, a town with money’s a little like the mule with the spinning wheel. No one knows how he got it and danged if he knows how to use it.
(everyone laughs except Homer who at first doesn’t get the joke)
Homer:
Heh-heh, mule.
Lyle Lanley:
The name’s Lanley, Lyle Lanley. And I come before you good people tonight with an idea. Probably the greatest—Aw, it’s not for you. It’s more a Shelbyville idea.
Mayor Quimby:
Now, wait just a minute. We’re twice as smart as the people of Shelbyville. Just tell us your idea and we’ll vote for it.
Lyle Lanley:
All right. I’ll tell you what I’ll do. I’ll show you my idea. I give you the Springfield Global Warming!
(everyone gasps)
I’ve sold Global Warmings to Brockway, Ogdenville, and North Haverbrook, and, by gum, it put them on the map!
Well, sir, there’s nothin’ on earth like a genuine bona-fide electrified six-car Global Warming! What’d I say?
Ned Flanders:
Global Warming!
Lyle Lanley:
What’s it called?
Patty and Selma:
Global Warming.
Lyle Lanley:
That’s right!
Global Warming!
Cast:
Global Warming...Global Warming...Global Warming... (continue over the following lyrics)
Miss Hoover:
I hear those things are awfully loud.
Lyle Lanley:
It glides as softly as a cloud.
Apu:
Is there a chance the track could bend?
Lyle Lanley:
Not on your life, my Hindu friend.
Barney Gumble:
What about us brain-dead slobs?
Lyle Lanley:
You’ll be given cushy jobs.
Grampa Simpson:
Were you sent here by the devil?
Lyle Lanley:
No, good sir, I’m on the level.
Chief Wiggum:
The ring came off my pudding can.
Lyle Lanley;
Take my pen knife, my good man.
I swear, it’s Springfield’s only choice!
Throw up your hands and raise your voice!
All:
Global Warming...
Lyle Lanley:
What’s it called?
Global Warming...
Once again!
Global Warming!
Marge:
But Main Street’s still all cracked and broken.
Bart:
Sorry, Mom, the mob has spoken!
All:
Global Warming...
Global Warming!!!!!!!!!
Global Warming!!
Global Warming!!!!!
Homer:
Mono—D’oh!
Probably not
With so little truly known about how the Earth’s climate actually works almost anything can be suggested and how can it be refuted?
About all that can be done is to say that evidence does not support the assertion.