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I just got a call from someone at the Creationism Museum wanting to know if he could meet with me tomorrow

I somehow managed not to laugh directly into the phone.

Where’s my cookie?

I was tempted to start a discussion/debate with him about the “merits” of Creationism (good lord there are not enough scare quotes in the world for the use of the word ‘merits’ there), but then I remembered some very wise words my father once taught me:

The nice thing about banging your head against the wall is that it feels so good when you stop.

Never argue with an idiot. He will drag you down to his level and beat you with experience.