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Why naked women create earth quakes !

Ram posted this link on Facebook – Iranian cleric: Promiscuous women cause quakes. Ram, since 1990 is known for throwing in engaging topics. Praful joined in and we were having an interesting conversation.

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Raja SP: Ram, stop making fun of them. The dinosaurs went extinct because they were roaming naked all the time !

Ram : Good one...how did that simple logic miss me. Thanks Raja :)... but then cockroaches also roam naked...

Raja SP : May be the tsunami was to teach a lesson to the asian cockroaches? Lets better listen to these men who drink coffee with God in Starbucks everyday.

Praful : :) Does this mean when quake occurs this time (and you know why) cockroaches will be extinct too ?!

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At this point I was wondering that we gullibles are underestimating the genius of those clerics. Here is my proof for the Iranian theory of why semi naked women create earth quakes.


#1 : Semi naked women create huge demand for goats in Iran.
The obvious question is how do you dispose tons of those old single colored large clothes that these women used to posses before? The Iranian think tank needs an innovative solution. They started to gather to innovate, eating kebabs.

#2 : Goats means nuclear power
An ancient wisdom in Iran is, more goats = great power. Cut to the present, great power = 'Nuclear Power'. Yes, that’s why they pursue it so much now.

#3 : Nuclear power needs a lot of plates
Hey, how else do you keep the uranium cakes? The Pakistanis only taught so much.

#4 : Every plate moves
The trouble with the Iran’s rugged, mountainous terrain is that any plate that you keep, slides and moves.

#5 : The Earth is full of plates
This is plate tectonics. Read the #4 followed by 5. Clearly, this proves the impending earth quake in Iran. Now, read #1.

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    Vinodha Ramanujam :

    ithellam tooo much..romba time irukka araichikku sir !!!! btw that msn blog was funny!!

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