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In march of 2003, Reverend Phil
attended the dedication ceremony at the opening of Ben & Jerry's new
factory in Burkesville, Kentucky. After bestowing his blessing upon
the first batch of Phat Phree Phil, their newest flavor, he slipped
away from the crowd to meditate (He always referred to these spiritual
out-of-body retreats as "naps").
Upon his return to normal
space ("coming-to") he blundered out into the now dark and deserted factory
and promptly fell into a frozen vat of the new ice cream bearing his sacred
name. The following monday he was found frozen stiff as a Republican
unexpectedly caught up in a gay pride parade.
His devoted followers quickly
placed him in Kettle, Kentucky's premier cryogenic storage facility (Ms.
Opal Watson's Kenmore deep freezer - behind the pork chops), where he remained,
largely forgotten, until January 18, 2053. The old freezer, now unplugged,
was being emptied to make room for a poached deer carcass when Bwana
Kennedy, chipping away at the accumulated frost for Ms. Opal, proclaimed
"man, this freezer smells really bad" and went outside for some fresh air.
Phil emerged a few minutes
later, still smeared with the remnants of the 50 year old Ben & Jerry's
ice cream, complaining that he really needed to take a leak but that his
zipper was frozen stiff as a Republican unexpectedly caught up in a gay
pride parade. The rest is history.
A Temporal Imaging scan
of Phil's head spinning - circa 2062
(Courtesy Encyclopedia Britanica).
In his 2177 book The Unexpected
Thawing of Phil, Dr. Froedrick Snark, noted historian and Chief of
Temporal Phrenology at the Mayo Clinic, points out the handsome contours
and shapely frontal bulge indicating above average intelligence.
He also notes that "although Phil's dental hygiene was impeccable, wear
patterns indicate that he often ground his teeth."
Phil himself attributes the tooth wear to the fact
that he never truly warmed up following the episode with Ms. Opal's Kenmore
freezer. "My teeth were always chattering."