I realize that’s a pretty controversial thing to say, but if you bear with me I can prove it.

In the Bible it says that God created man in His own image and gave him dominion over all the beasts of the world (or words to that effect).  So Adam was just sitting around the Garden of Eden dominating the beasts.  Then God thought maybe Adam was lonely.  Now, He could have made another guy so that Adam would have someone to talk to about his hobbies and they could have watched the lower primates playing hockey (as they still do to this day) while sitting on the couch drinking beer and eating nachos in the Garden.  Everything would have been just hunky-dorry if it had been Adam and Steve.

Instead, God created woman.  I figure that even though Adam and Eve didn’t know how to have sex yet they still must have felt something that they couldn’t quite explain.  This would lead to complications.  As we all know it was Eve who was tempted by the serpent into eating from the fruit of the Tree of Knowledge of Good and Evil.  Then she took the fruit to Adam and coerced him into eating it.  For the record; I personally have never had any respect for guys who allow their…hormones to do the thinking for them, however I have accepted the fact that it happens all the time.  So Adam didn’t think with his big head and he ate the fruit and then they were both screwed (although on the plus side they then learned how to screw).  But they got kicked out of the Garden and they had to go out into the real world where evil was everywhere.

So you see, it’s all right there in the Bible and we all know that the Bible is 100% fact.  You just have to know how to interpret the complex metaphors.  Of course some people out there might try and blame the whole thing on God.  They might say that He knew exactly what Adam and Eve would do as soon as He made them and He just let it happen.  Well, to these people I want to say; get thee behind me, I don’t want to get hurt when you’re struck by lightning.

Have you ever noticed in action movies/t.v. shows; the hero will confront the villain and get shot: three or four slugs right in the chest.  Then, after the villain runs off the hero will get up (much to the surprise of the damsel in distress/informant that he is protecting).  He’ll open up his shirt and explain, “I’m wearing a vest.”  Then he will immediately remove said vest.

Apparently the hero figures, “Hey, I’ve already been shot there’s no way I’ll need this vest any longer; even though my nemesis is still on the loose.”

The villain should just wait around the corner and then, after the hero arrogantly removes his protection, pop out and pump a few more rounds into him and say, “There, that’ll teach you, you big dum-dum.”  Or alternately, the villain could just do a little more target practice before leaving his secret lair and learn how to do a head shot.  Then he could say, “I guess you should’ve have worn that vest on your head.  It would have saved your life and no one would have to look at your ugly face, you infidel pig-dog.”  Or words to that effect.  After all, why should the hero be the only one who gets to make a semi-clever smart ass comment after killing someone (i.e.  “Where’s Buzz-saw?”  “He had to split.” [Incidentally I'll e-mail a six-pack of Blue Beaver Beer to anyone who can identify that quote.])

A little while ago Tim furthered my own thoughts regarding the ultimate monster, the Zombie/Vampire/Werewolf hybrid.  Tim speculated that zombies might become frozen during the bitter Hoth-like winters we experience here on the Canadian prairies.   I would like to take this time to further Tim’s further thoughts.   I think the ultimate winter-friendly monster (if monsters can ever said to be friendly) would be something like a zombie/were-arctic-wolf/abominable snowman hybrid.

If you think about it (but not too deeply) the combination of the abominable snowman and arctic wolf parts would provide the necessary anti-freeze abilities for the zombie part which would provide the extra level of unkillableness for the creature.  This zombie-snow-wolf-man would be capable of killing it’s way across the frozen tundra.  And how could anyone ever destroy it?  A silver bullet to the brain?  That might work for the zombie and werewolf parts, but what about the abominable snowman aspect of it? Does anyone know how to kill such a thing?  I guess it’s fortunate that the frozen tundra is sparsely populated.  But then again if that movie “The Day After Tomorrow” came true then the zombie-snow-wolf-man would be able to spread it’s reign of terror much further.  I shudder to think of it.

But you as bad as that monster would be, one could only hope that one never come face to face with a skajaquada.