If I wasn't already sure that I have a first-class ticket to hell when I decide to kick the bucket - my inability to recall the names of the twelve sons of Jacob (?) has bludgeoned the message home.
I don't think you lot understand what an epic tragedy/fail this is! I used to be able to sing those names, in ascending and descending order, at the drop of a hat. Sadly, in my old age, my brain has gone to seed and recalling the simplest things like the Pythagorean Theorum, Bottom's monologue in the final act of 'A Midsummer Night's Dream', the password to my yahoo email account - are beyond me.
For future reference, and the salvation of Maggie -
The tribes are:
Reuben
Simeon
Levi
Judah
Dan
Naphtali
Gad
Asher
IQ#$NGSD##$% i.e. Issacher
Zebulun
Joseph
Benjamin
...oh, and Dinah. But she doesn't matter
P.S. Next time, I propose cavorting like demonic nymphs in an actual graveyard. Since I've already got a suite on the 'hot tamale train' to purgatory - we might as well go all the way with our fun!
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