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Water + Salt + Energy = Clean!
codesmith.ca writes "CTV News is reporting about a device built at the Russian Institute for Medical Engineering that can convert standard water and salt into an antimicrobial solution. Apparently it's works on almost anything (virii, bacteria, cysts...) and it's safe for human consumption to boot. I can't find a site for the institute, but there are articles around. This one is fairly detailed, but hard to reach. Here's the Google cache. Here's one about a paper shows it's not exactly super-new technology." Any chemist care to comment on what sounds to be too good to be true?
Yall can suck my balls. Blah. Voltron does your mom.
Dont like, it was your dads cum you were told to gargle... to cure the sore throat that you got when your dad rammed his cock down your throat
I saw the same infomercial on Russian TV one late night, and they said the very same device has been shown to cancel gravity in certainly irreproachably irreproducible experiments conducted at the Skvorny Prkgkvrkngov Institute for Mysterious Russian Research in Moscow.
You get a cool knife set, too, and five winning lottery numbers (based on your unique horoscope and biorhythms), if you order your device immediately and pay cash.
Dionne Warwick bought three.
"Offtopic, Inflammatory, Inappropriate, Illegal, or Offensive" -- hey, that's me!
Wow, if only those stupid Russians had come to you, with your vast experience and insight, instead of wasting all those rubles doing actual research.
You're a fool.
It's all about the SCARY DILDOS, guys!
I know how it is. I know how you feel: Every night, after a long day of work, you come home and the wife says "Jesus, Shithead, your cock's an inch long. Why don't you go out and get me a SCARY DILDO, so we can fuck like human beings for a change?"
Then you get the crowd thing -- all those piggish eyes, all those pointy little noses, all those GLEAMING TEETH... and they're all staring at you, are they not? ARE THEY NOT? You know it as well as I do: It's your blood they're after. Your weak, watery, pinkish blood. One of these days you'll get on a subway car and the doors will close, and then... then... THEN they'll all CLOSE IN ON YOU, in response to some PRE-ARRANGED SIGNAL that you can neither DETECT nor COMPREHEND. They carry KNIVES, little man, LONG GLEAMING TERRIBLE STEELY KNIVES, and if you're not on the bounce, they'll rip out your glands and have your lungs on the floor before you know what fucking hit you, DO YOU REALIZE THAT?
Goddamn right.
But if you've got just A LITTLE BIT of foresight, just that ONE LITTLE SPECK OF SENSE God promised to a fucking wolverine, you'll be prepared. You'll walk into that subway car with A SCARY DILDO in your hand, and no harm will befall you. You'll be safe as houses. When the signal comes, they'll all leap from their seats with blood in their hearts, but those feral growls will die in their twisted animal throats, won't they? Yes they will, that's right, they sure will -- because you'll have THAT BIG OLD SCARY OLD DILDO in your hand, and they'll slink away with their whiplike repulsive hairless tails between their shaky little legs.
Scary dildos. In today's fast-paced world, you just can't live without one.