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Hundreds Spot Fireballs In Colorado, Nearby States
pingpong writes "Hundreds of people in Colorado and 7 surrounding states have reported seeing "fireballs" in the night sky. They are described as being 10 to 15 times larger than a normal shooting star and bluish in color. Two people even claimed to see one land, but it has yet to be found. The Daily Camera is reporting it online here."
Field reports invited.
Keep salt water handy...it's your only defense! It melts them.
Give a hand, not a hand-out.
It's gotta be weather balloons. It's always weatherballoons. Big, fiery, exploding weatherballoons
Be wary of any facts that confirm your opinion.
one of those ships from Quaoar ..
geek page at KY speaks
Could it have anything to do with the three and a half pounds of sodium in the other story I just saw?
On the "astronomical" chance of anything being discovered, Sgt. Byfield said, police would have contacted officials from the University of Colorado to determine what to do.
Dude, I'd be mad as hell if some whack journalist put my name in the same goddamn PARAGRAPH as that pun.
"Ask me about Loom"
"LUNCH, NOT LAUNCH!" I yelled as he absent-mindedly pushed the button that freed the living quarters from the rest of the station.
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Ok. I seem to have crashed. I can't move my legs. Could someone please get me an asprin? I'll try to walk. Oh God! The pain... it's excruciating! Ow. I think my leg just snapped. Ow. Ow. Ow.
"And I was really really looking forward to being probed."
So you are that goatse guy. Quit promoting your site here!
Several /. readers e-mailed their concerns over a sharp increase in one-liners today, fueling speculation that these one-liners are not just a random occurance, but perhaps the first ungodly signs of the oncoming apocolypse.
..." Taco then gurgled and sputtered and dropped to a heap on the patio.
"usually we'll see a few, maybe even a bunch, of one-liners for certain stories we've posted," said CmdrTaco, languishing in a drunken hallucinagenic stupor on the steps of his villa in the south of france. "but christ, its like henny youngman possessed the populace on a scale rivaling that of
"certainly one-liners are a common, almost obligatory, form of logical reponse," said one reader, "but this many makes me want to get in a white van and shoot people at random. do these people think they're funny? its really just in bad taste."
one-liner watchers are unconcerned however. "we've seen this before - like the article about the giant Bart Simpson doll copulating with a penguin - and no substantial harm was done on the long term." some, however, are still reliving the nightmare.
with no end in sight to this barrage, Micro$oft engineers have released a worm to tack on at least 3 sentences promoting WindowsS.Ux, Ballmer Edition to each post to space out the green bars just a little further.
"I saw a fiery fireball in the sky..."
That's nothing bad. It's those icy fireballs you have to watch out for...
The first conlusion we should all jump to is that this is unequivocable evidence of an extra-terrestrial encounter.
All those who say otherwise are cynical naysayers.
By the time they are convinced it could well be too late. The time for action is now.
I for one support the military action that George W. Bush is planning for these alien enemies of state. So grab a gun and head for Colorado! Time is a-wasting.
Yeah, well I was hanging out in the Sears on Bolt Street, when I heard about this party happening down on Breach Avenue. I got into my Colt and hammered my way down the street, with my hair-trigger reflexes in my fingers. I scoped out the target and got a grip on the situation. I squeezed my way into the crowd and set my sights on this girl. I locked and loaded my line, and came up to her and told her I could clean her bore. Needless to say, she slapped me with a magazine, and clipped my fun for the evening. Fortunately, I had the caliber to move on to the next range the day after, and soon I was rifling my way through the lanes. The alley was pretty cool, but I wasn't cocked until I saw the one of my dreams! The hunt was over, all I needed to do was hit the bullseye here. I saw her go into the powder room, and strategically positioned myself for her return. When she came out, I got a grip on my nervousness, and asked her to join me for some evening shooting. We played all night, then went back to my place. She asked me to show her the double-barrel. She chambered my round just fine, and I shot a load. I now knew the meaning of what it was like to be a sex pistol.
"Alcohol, Tobacco, Firearms, and Explosives" should be a convenience store, not a government agency.
[Class III Fireball - Do not handle without proper training and protection. Consult your handbook.]
Do not taunt Happy Fireball
Was I the only one that was expecting some photos at the daily *camera*?
Anyway, for those of you jealous of Colorado residents, take out your geeked out keychain and stare into the bright blue light. Now step outside and look at the sky. Yeah... it was a lot like that...
And don't worry, they should go away in a few hours.
aTek
Some guy with a Linux laptop just ran by me, claiming he could jam the mothership's electronics. I haven't the faintest idea what he meant.
We had found a mirror-flat lake in the country and we were stumbling around watching the shooting stars, when suddenly we appeared to be on an ancient spacecraft. I looked up and saw the stars reorganizing themselves into various patterns, the constellations drawing themselves out to create realistic images.
We continued this strange, and very cold, journey throughout the evening, until my socks turned into meat.
Very few people believe me when I tell this story. Until I mention the presence of some extremely potent LSD.