Friday, August 25, 2017

HOLD THE FISH AND FRIES WHERE'S THE BEEF?








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Neanderthal  
1861, in reference to a type of extinct hominid, from German Neanderthal "Neander Valley," name of a gorge near Düsseldorf where humanoid fossils were identified in 1856. The place name is from the Graecized form of Joachim Neumann (literally "new man," Greek *neo-ander), 1650-1680, German pastor, poet and hymn-writer, who made this a favorite spot in the 1670s. Adopting a classical form of one's surname was a common practice among educated Germans in this era. As a noun, by 1915; as a type of a big, brutish, stupid person from 1926.




Note:
Only my posts on George W. Bush and his presidency exceed those about Neanderthals.

Dubya is a kind of neanderthal, so I guess it's a tie.


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Forget the fish.

Hold the fries.

Find the meat.

MAMMOTH MEAT!

When humans and neanderthals bumped into each other, they began competing for meat.

The Golden Arches and Whataburger didn't exist, so these old dudes had to return to their wives with their own Big Macs, Whataburgers, and Whoppers.

And plenty of cholesterol.

But Neanderthals didn't worry about cholesterol or a million other maladies that we humans worry about today.

Just bring home the bacon...I mean the mammoth meat...to the significant other in the cave.

The above article doesn't say how Homo Sapiens were able to get more Mammoth Meat than the Neanderthals.

But the following conversation might provide an answer:

Neanderthal:
Hey, Homo, do you want to share that Mammoth after we kill it?

Homo Sapien:
No, my wife wouldn't want that.

Neanderthal:
Come on. Who wears the loin cloth in the family?

Homo Sapien:
I do. But she makes it for me.

Neanderthal:
Well, in that case, I guess I'll have to club you to death.

Homo Sapien:
Hey, look, there's a flying saucer!

Homo clubs Mr. Neanderthal, and then kills the Mammoth.


IT'S ABOUT RENEWABLE RESOURCES





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