Dicky Dawkins and the Endangered Unicorns

I'm indebted to Madpriest for the link to the research that shows that higher-educated people have more - although less traditionalist - religious belief. That certainly correlates to my experience - back in Luton and Dunstable the only Christians you were likely to meet were the vicars of St Peters or St Mary's. Whereas Oxford seemed to be full of them. I only met one other believer in the Zoology Dept, of course, and he was a member of a strange sect that only used Reverse Polish Notation. But then the Zoology Dept is that kind of place.

It was actually very well timed, as at this very moment we've a few invisible unicorns hiding away in the cellars beneath the Great House. Basically they're worried that at any moment there might be another Camp Quest-style hunt for these peaceful, friendly creatures. And they have a nasty feeling that if they managed to get caught, the atheists might be tempted to do them in and cover up the evidence. Which is, let's face it, quite easy - what with the unicorns being invisible and everything.

So we've tucked them away and we're feeding them on Flying Spaghetti Monsters. There's been a real glut this year and the Season has just opened. In fact, we're picking them off so easily we've had to make them harder to catch to make it more sport. So we're throwing tea cups at them.

Hunting the Flying Spaghetti Monster

It's turning into a good week for eating rare species.

And also a good week for theology. Who would have thought we'd have found an outbreak of Flying Spaghetti Monsters out in the covert this early in the season?

Please can all Beaker Folk assemble at the Armoury after the Pouring out of Beakers. We'll get you a shotgun each and rudimentary instructions on how to use it.
And don't forget, it's bad sportsmanship to shoot a running FSM. They're much easier to hit when they're sitting still.