Okay.
So, this professor just thought he should say a few words about it.
Not that it matters much one way or another.
But this fellow:
Conor McGregor
Has something very interesting in common with this fellow:
Tom Brady (with blurry background)
You see, both fellows bucked authority and fought the bad guys. McGregor, the UFC (Ultimate Fighting Championship) and Dana White; Brady, the NFL (National Football League) and Roger Goodell.
And this is the funny part, see.
While that looks grand and all that, here’s the thing: It’s all a setup.
In truth, that’s true
The NFL created deflategate for publicity; McGregor said he was going to retire for publicity. See, and many sees, it had nothing to do with the fact that footballs were deflated a few PSI, and it had nothing to do with not wanting to do any more press conferences.
Which means, McGregor and Brady did not buck authority.
That’s right.
They followed authority.
Like mooses in the field.
Following authority
So, they’re alike because they follow authority not rebel against it.
What a thing.
I did not see that conclusion coming myself.
Moral: If you’re going to buck authority, don’t do it because you’re following authority. That’s just messed up. And the professor is wise to you, too.
Okay, that’s the professor’s conspiracy theory for today.
PVJ out.
The Punchy Lands! 
You’ve left me quite confused. Sure hope the lesson caught the ears of the intended one, Sir. Best of luck with the stalking moose headed your way.
I was just ranting, really. Rats. Just cause I’m a pats fan, see. *rips up the carpet*
*watches and giggles* I know that guy..
And you’re probably responsible for the carpet ripping. *nods*
Me? Responsible? …as if…
Maybe a bit?
Hoping so
Okay, then, you are.
Good theory. Bucking something that authorities want you to buck is not bucking at all. Bucking would be not bucking.
Quite right. You know, the more I think on it, the more I realize the art of bucking has been lost. Time for us to teach a class, Mr. John.
Title of the class: To Bucking Authority: The Ups and Downs.
Haha. This is good. After all, we must discuss the downs of a thing as well as the ups. Well done, Mr. Howell, well done.
The opening line of the Professor’s lecture could be, “To buck or not to buck. That is the question.”
*laughs* I wonder how many students would think about that differently…
Yes well, it is up to the Professor to warp the young minds any way he wants.
I’m always warping young minds.
Good idea for the young ones to be warped.
It’s better than what’s going on now.
Yes. Give me a warped mind over a millennial any day
I’m definitely an owner of a warped mind.
Need to share the warp.
*does it begrudgingly*
Thanks
I need two thanks.
Thank, Thanks
That’s good. I feel more spicy now.
I don’t believe I’m alone in saying: What? And oh yes, please don’t repeat that…
Hey! Why…I ought to slug you!
The professor is wise and something to think about. I wont take your word on it though. That’s because I’m not conor nor Tom. Poor moose got roped into this whole conspiracy!
*laughs* Yes, I just brought the moose right in there. Now, why won’t you take my word for it? *taps professorish toe*
Should I take the professor’s word or make up my own mind?
Um…professor’s word?
We will see!
Goodness. Look at that. You don’t trust the professor!
I need to get to know the professor before I gain his trust!
Well…come to the chat tomorrow!
But we are chatting now!
That’s true…okay, then. Would you prefer an orange or red lollipop?
I prefer orange and you?
Always red or cherry!
Befuddlement! You have not let this deflate-a-gate go, have you?! I can see you’re still sore about it Professor. And I don’t blame you. For one’s idol to be revealed as wicked! 😆
A wicked idol is fine…but see, there’s so much proof that deflate gate was a setup. Not Brady’s fault. In fact, I’ll take the blame. Put it one me. Hampering with footballs is something I’d definitely do. (The colts were just sore they lost by so much.)
Yeah, probably. I think deflateagate just sounds cool. I think somewhere, someone wanted to make it a thingy. The Professor is NOT to blame! I won’t allow you to throw yourself upon the sword! However brave it might be…
Do I strike you as brave? I used to think I was, see. Then, I sat down on my bed and had a few thinks. I thought: When was the last time I was brave? I couldn’t think on one. I think I’m really an orc, see.
Hahha! You’re very brave indeed, professor. I wouldn’t associate with a cowardly professor…
*sigh of relief* And you must come chat Friday, you know.
Totally Britishly befuddled, I fear. But if I could just mention to Mr McGregor – No, Mr McGregor! Seriously! Just no!
Does this mean Tom is to be removed from my heroes list?
I know…I just had to rail and whine a bit. You don’t like McGregor? He’s such a braggart, you wouldn’t believe it. What do you think of his…err…body art?
No, no! Don’t do that. Why would you do that? Don’t do that! Goodness.
Hmm… without wishing to be rude in any way, I think he proves conclusively that some men have evolved less than others! From the moustache down, really…
Well, I kinda thought you were saying he wasn’t one of the good guys after all? *even more befuddled face*
*tries not to laugh* You just don’t like his chest art…do you?
Well, but…you never like good guys! Why, look at your list. Full of the naughty ones!!
“Art” is not the word that springs to mind… *shudders*
My Darby is not naughty!! Which is a pity, now I come to think of it…
But you see, it’s actually some type of bird, he’s got on there!
Oh he is.
Is it? I thought it was supposed to be a dragon or something. Hideous, whatever it is…
He is?? *eyes shine* Oh good!
Does that mean I can’t get one? *kicks the dirt*
And so is Nate Diaz. He’s the chap that beat McGregor, ’cause I know you’re so curious about it.
You promised me you would never, ever get a tattoo! *stern face*
I’m getting too frightened to google the people you mention any more. So you’ll just have to tell me who Nate is…
Did I? Haha. Okay…
He’s just the UFC fighter who beat Conor. Yeah, don’t google him. He’s even scarier looking. Promise. Google Gru. That’s me.
Hmm…
But… but… he’s bald!!! And bald men don’t have kiss-curls!
Seriously, tho, I wouldn’t ever get one.
Well…true…but he’s super cool! That’s what I want to be when I grow up.
Unless it became fashionable… *chuckles*
What a relief that’s so unlikely ever to happen then… *runs off*
Not even! And it sorta seems like it is fashionable over here.
Rats. Had such high hopes too.
Oh, I thought we were talking about kiss-curls! Well, I’m delighted to hear you will never get a tattoo – fashion’s fine so long as it’s reversible! *remembers her poodle-like hairdo and sighs with relief*
You had a sandy hairdo? Hahahahahahahahahahahahaha.
*tries not to laugh* I’ll have you know it was the height of fashion, sir! Especially dyed blonde!! Admittedly it was a chemical hazard, but I was gorgeous!!! *stomps off*
I’m sure you were!! But…dying is so silly and all that. Natural is better. Like pine trees. They’re completely natural, mind you.
Yeah, come back and tell me that once you’ve developed your crown of splendour!! And why would I want my hair to be green??
Because you could call yourself an evergreen! Which is sorta cool. I wish I had white hair. Imagine how cool I’d look!
Everyone loves McGregor.
Except…the dude that chocked him out.
I’m a total rebel! *sits in bed and reads book past midnight* a rebel nerd, that is… XD
Hey, any kind of rebel is super duper cool. *gives Em the rebel award*
The Nerdiest Rebel in The Rebel Nerds Society
I think that might win a double award.
The thing is the bucks in the field don’t see the Lion over there stalking in the bushes (probably because of the blur) and fail to follow authority, the alert buck that’s yelling “run away cause ,there’s a lion in the bushes” .
*laughs* Why, Hollie, don’t the bucks just fight the lion? That’d be something, you must admit.
They are bigger and in large groups…it could work. Gotta gaurd the neck though, lions like neck meat. Omg, did I say that?
You did say that!! *screams in horror* How dost thou know?
National Geographic, they said it first! Its on them.
We should go get them, then.
Lets, I’m tired of them stalking those animals in their little jeep, looking all cool in their khaki’s and fancy cameras.
Me too! Time to hunt.
It is like why fire engines are red.
*laughs* Bril. And pegged. How did you figure it out?
It’s a gift. What did you think it was?
A curse, maybe?
Those are reserved for enemy aliens.
I think I could be one of those.
What planet?
Probably Geonosis.
But why? It is so, well, you know?
Red and hot? that’s cool!
The principle of opposites.
Red is always hot.
Like hot peppers?
Exactly
But why?
Why? Well…because!
You need to write a 20 page essay explain yourself on it.
Could you imagine me writing something that long? Imagine the…craziness.
*will sit here till you do*
*paints a picture*
heats up the chair.
Chairs are too cold half the time.
I can send you a bear if you like?
A candy one?
Gummy. Is that all right?
Absolutely!!
*dumps 10 pounds of cherry gummy bears*
I am now covered in gummy bears.
Start eating. Make sure it isn’t the kind that they slip vitamins in.
Like vitamin L for instance
What kind of vitamin is that?
I’m not sure. BE Taylor came up with it
*looks*
At least I think he did.
stares
*hides*
I see you.
*hides better*
Stares at the peeking hole
I need something to make me disappear, the sudden.
Stares in the cracks.
Dadblameit!
You could get me off your back if you played some awesome music.
What would you like to hear?
Something that brings healing.
Same here. I’m searching!
Got anything yet?
No…suggestions?
That is your job.
I’ve retired, you know.
Is that a problem for people who keep getting tired?
You know, it might be.
You should appoint someone to be in charge of it.
I think you’re right
Do you have anyone in mind?
A few, maybe, see
Why? Why wait?
Can you tell the difference?
I must admit, I’m pretty bad at it.
Practice makes perfect.
But isn’t the professor perfect?
Must not say it…
*whispers it*
Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
You’ve thought of something dastardly.
You can’t prov it
Why yes I can!
Then do so, sir.
*proves it*
Waiting….
But I already did it!
You missed some important things. You can’t overlook that.
But I can! And will. *nods*
Did you see the important things police over there?
Do they arrest people?
Indeed they do unless you slip them a C
Huh. Strange, I say.
What is not strange in this blog?
Hahahahaha. Me?
*mumbles in her purse*
You’re getting a taser! *runs*
That was easy.
Humph
What?
Double humph
Throws dandelion seeds.
Dandelions are already out of season, dadblameit.
*watches them fluff around* What did you say?
Well, dadblameit! Up here they are!
I heard there was a fine for spreading these dadblamed things.
How much?
Seven canteloup.
That’s a deal.
Your time to cook.
I’m going to cook chicken and beans, like Salami would.
It sounds good. When is lunch?
You just missed it by an inch!
You were to bring dessert.
But I decided last moment we all needed to go on a diet. Yes, I forgot.
Fruit cups make good desserts.
And healthy too.
Cover it with whip.
cream?
Whipped.
Um . . . makes sense in a roundabout way.
That’s the professor’s mind for you. How badly off am I?
I see your point exactly, Professor. Personally speaking, I make it a point never to buck authority in the month of April. It makes the other eleven that much more interesting. All the bucking best. Kris.
Well, now. What is the proper month for bucking authority, good sir?
Well, I tend to buck authority when the wind is blowing from the southwest and the sap is rising.
Now, how do you know when the sap is rising? I’ve alwyas wondered, see.
My head hurts…. 😳
I think it’s my fault, isn’t it? Here. Have a cherry sucker.
The logic of this is making my head spin in both good ways and side ways. Also, makes me want to ride a moose.
Ride a moose! Now. Do you have a moose saddle?
No saddle, no moose, but I do have an old timey horn that goes ahh-ooooga for when other mooses get in my way.
Now. Do mooses often get in your way? If so, that’s such an interest. I mean. Look, it means they chase you.
Occasionally I will join large parties of moose riders, for moose riding. That’s when I need the horn.
I’m impressed. Would you invite me along next time, please? And you must be in the TPL chat on Friday, sir.
Yes, next moose ride, I’ll swing by and pick you up. The chat room thingy sounds fun but I probably won’t be available at that time due, but we’ll see (I will be at work). If not, maybe next time.
You must! Oh rats. I understand. No worries. Getting all the time zones to hook up is maddening. If this goes well, we’ll schedule an evening one for the American crowd. Make sure to bring the boomerang when you come.
I have no idea what is going on in this post but I like the picture of the two creatures in the field.
Well…it’s… *laughs* Sorry. What think thee of McGregor?
He looks like the sort of chap who slurps his soup.
*laughing* Doesn’t he? I might do that, too, tho.
I might, too. It is the sign of a warrior, I say.
A hungry warrior who doesn’t have time for manners. Capital!
Sounds like quite the wonderful thing, I say!
Hector. Sounds like Hector.
Just like Hector! My favourite fellow.
I wonder if he had a black curly beard…
Oh imagine that!
Maybe a bit.
The buck stops here.
I always liked that 1980s Patriots strip best. They did look like a rabbit in the headlights in Superbowl XX though. In that game it wouldn’t have mattered how much air was in the football.
Now, now. That was before Belichick and Brady, mind you. That duo could beat any team in the history of the NFL! *stands by the statement unto many deaths*
I reckon Joe Montana and the 49ers could have taken them. Of course, they would have had an advantage because when Joe Montana was 30, Tom Brady was 9.
*laughs* Wasn’t that Brady’s hero, too? Still, tho, Mr. Savage. The Pats are so spicy. Do you have a fav team?
Not any more because you can’t see the NFL in Europe these days but I did like the Bills back in the day, although they always got thrashed in the big game, didn’t they?
Haha. Yeah, they sorta did. Which was hilarious, you must admit.