Slashdot Mirror
PSX Review At Lik-Sang
bhtooefr writes "Over at Lik-Sang, they've got a review of the new PSX, which was released in Japan on the 13th. In it, they take a look at the new design, debunk some myths (that the new controllers were incompatible, and that the ports are USB 2.0 - they're 1.1), and crack the case open. They didn't like how it's incompatible with some peripherals and the MultiTap doesn't work."
The HURD for 2004 suckers !
FP SUCKAS!!!
Check it out niggaz
South Pole Christmas Bear
Christmas tree ornament
A bear wearing a scarf holds onto a wheeled-cart that contains at least one gift. Behind the gift is a red frame with a black interior. The purpose of the red frame is unclear, but its color matches that of the cart's body, suggesting that both the red frame and the cart's body were made by the same manufacturer. Perhaps it is a roll bar, but that is simply speculation, as the bear is grasping onto the outside of the cart, rather than riding inside the cart, thus negating any benefit the vehicle's safety feature may provide. Attached to the roll bar is a green loop of fiber. This loop is obviously a utilitarian feature meant for hanging the ornament on the branch of a tree, and is thus unlikely to yield any representational significance, though it has been noted.
Moving on, the bear's scarf is green, matching the top and bottom structural components of the cart. Here we realize that there are two choices: either the bear selected this scarf, or someone else selected this scarf for the bear to wear. Perhaps the bear chose this scarf, and it only coincidentally matches the cart components. Or perhaps the bear has become so accustomed to the color of the cart that he began to enjoy the tone of that particular green. If this is the case, then we may assume that the bear has moved many such carts, or at the very least, that this is not his first. Considering the bear's experience moving carts, we are then led to wonder why this is so. Does the bear simply enjoy pushing carts, hanging on for dear life without the protection of a rollbar? While the bear's smile suggests that this could be the case, there are alternative explanations, such as that the bear may be employed as a cart-pusher. This alternative wraps up some loose-ends so far considered, at once explaining the bear's work experience, while also suggesting that the scarf may be a work uniform demanded by his employer. Who is his employer? We can never know, as the cart is free of identifiers, and the bear is not talking.
Though we cannot know which Antarctic agency the bear works for, there are clues to the bear's agenda. The most obvious clue is the yellow placard on the cart's side that reads, "South Pole". This leaves two likely possibilities: the cart is either going to, or returning from, the South Pole. It is here that we must halt briefly to consider current events, namely the "South Pole highway" that is presently being constructed, in which crevasses in the ice shelf and on glaciers are being filled with snow so that supplies may be delivered overland to South Pole Station, which will be far more economical than the current situation, where all supplies are delivered by aircraft. This project is called the South Pole Traverse project, and it is one of the most ambitious projects in recent Antarctic history. Now then, returning to the South Pole Christmas Bear, we are relieved to consider that the bear and his load are navigating the new South Pole Traverse route. To do otherwise would be unnecessarily risky, and the bear would most likely end up wedged in a colossal crevasse, his body to be retrieved with meathooks the following summer. Also, his cargo would be lost, and the expenses already incurred in sending the bear on such a traverse would be lost, not yet even considering the costs of the Search and Rescue mission to dredge up the bear's frosted corpse. All in all, it is better if we assume that Teddy is indeed sticking to the new South Pole Traverse route.
Let's look at Teddy's traverse vehicle. The cart seems solid enough, and the bear, if he is as experienced as we have hoped, seems supremely confident in its reliability. That's good, because the shortest route to Pole is still over 800 miles of goddawful empty death drowned in ice and sealed with snow, and spare parts don't ride their own wagontrain. As we can see, the cart is not a tracked-vehicle as one would expect to find on the traditional Antarctic traverse.
Rather it utilizes an unfamiliar "blue
What's the point in buying a PS3 when a couple of years afterwards at the most, PS4 will hit the stands?
That was classic intercourse!
What's the point in buying a PS4 when a couple of years afterwards at the most, PS5 will hit the stands?
That was classic intercourse!
What's the point in buying a PS5 when a couple of years afterwards at the most, PS6 will hit the stands?
That was classic intercourse!
Live, right here!
g_______________________________________________g
o_/_____\_____________\____________/____\_______o
a|_______|_____________\__________|______|______a
t|_______`._____________|_________|_______:_____t
s`________|_____________|________\|_______|_____s
e_\_______|_/_______/__\\\___--___\\_______:____e
x__\______\/____--~~__________~--__|_\_____|____x
*___\______\_-~____________________~-_\____|____*
g____\______\_________.--------.______\|___|____g
o______\_____\______//_________(_(__>_\___|____o
a_______\___.__C____)_________(_(____>_|__/____a
t_______/\_|___C_____)/_MADE\_(_____>_|_/______t
s______/_/\|___C_____)__WITH |__(___>_/__\______s
e_____|___(____C_____)__A MAC/__//__/_/_____\___e
x_____|____\__|_____\\_________//_(__/_______|__x
*____|_\____\____)___`----___--'_____________|__*
g____|__\______________\_______/____________/_|_g
o___|______________/____|_____|__\____________|_o
a___|_____________|____/__MY___\__\___________|_a
t___|__________/_/____|__KARMA__|__\___________|t
s___|_________/_/______\__/\___/____|__________|s
e__|_________/_/________|____|_______|_________|e
x__|__________|_________|____|_______|_________|x
*_g_o_a_t_s_e_x_*_g_o_a_t_s_e_x_*_g_o_a_t_s_e_x_*
I knew it wanted to please me. I managed my underwear over my huge unit. It went directly to my anus, smoothing it's saliva ridden handle over it, lubing it up for penetration. It went in gently at first, a little bit at a time, a little further each shove. I started lightly moaning. It kept shoving, moving with more force, and speed. I started groaning a bit, I wanted all of it in me. It started getting quite powerful, and my anus finally gave way, and swallowed it whole. I rode it out, groaning louder, with each push. It felt so good, I knew I was close to orgasm, I could feel my balls tremble with delight. But, without notice, it pulled out. I groaned, trying to pull it back in, still wanting to feel the pleasure. But it insisted on going around front.
It smoothed itself around my massive manhood, bouncing it up and down. It was rubbing the cock head now, soaking it with its' juices. Jerking me at a wonderfully slow pace, that made me cringe with sensation. It was now Jerking me faster, up and down, left and right, all around. Moving me so fast, my balls ached as they bounced against the pan. I moved with it's speedy motion, groaning loudly, and moving my head back, in sexual glory. I was ready to blow, and then it happened. As I let out one loud grunt, streams of cum shot out, dripping down the pan. It jerked me until every hot, creamy shot, was out. It was over, I had lived my fantasy.
[ Reply to This ]
- Sorry about this by Michael (Score:4)
Tuesday Jul 08, @03:02AM
185 replies beneath your current threshold.I want to stick my pee pee in your poo poo hole.