I don't know what kind of animal those bipedal things were, but I think we just found an evolutionary dead end to a subspecies of homo sapiens. What shall we call them? Homo Sapiens Oblivians?
My Google Fu has yielded another possibility: Homo sapiens cepit oblivio, the last bit of which translates either to oblivious, or word-for-word as nevertheless forgetful.
There's a Canadian comedian named Rick Mercer. He used to have a segment on a show called talking to Americans. He would strike up conversations about anything beyond their own shores and if it wasn't a country they had recently invaded, they often didn't know it existed. David Letterman used to do a similar thing.
Rick Mercer had a chat with George W when he was still a candidate. He asked him how he thought he would get along with prime minister Poutine. George said he expected to get along quite well with him. Poutine is a French-Canadian dish that consists of french fries smothered in cheese and gravy.
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