Knock knock.

Who's there?
Florida Orange.
Florida Orange who?
Florida, Orange you glad for creationist buffoons?

Let's not even get into his closing remarks, trying to compare evolution to trucks full of poultry and garbage colliding, and spontaneously fusing maggots and turkeys to produce the school board. * * *

I'm perfectly comfortable with the idea that I'm a distant relative of every creeping, crawling, blooming, squirming organism on the planet, but I do have to admit to some discomfort at being related to Mr Dallas Ellis. ~ PZM

The Sunshine State? Literally. Figuratively, not so much.