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Venus: The Forgotten Planet
Anonymous Coward from Winnipeg writes "These days many of us are consumed by daily batches of spectacular images from our twin Marsbots and international fleet of Mars-orbiting craft. But we should not forget our sister planet, Venus, which has undergone significant exploration in years past. Don P. Mitchell's home page features an intriguing refinement of Soviet surface images using modern reprocessing techniques. Don also includes a terrific overview of the Soviet Venus exploration program. Complete radar mapping of Venus was provided by Magellan ten years ago. Sadly, according to the Venus Exploration Timeline, only two new missions to Venus are envisioned: ESA's Venus Express (using leftover Mars Express and Rosetta equipment) and JAXA's Planet-C orbiter. Apparently, no landings on Venus are planned - is this another case of humanity losing advanced space travel capability due to neglect, like Apollo?" (We've mentioned Mitchell's reworked images before -- amazing stuff.)
CowboyNeal touched my junk lberally. He strapped me into his GNU/mobile and he couldn't keep his chubby sausage fingers off of me! He was performing many red flag touches. I couldn't believe what the fuck was going on. I told CowboyNeal that Kathleen Fent would not approve of a Perl hack touching an underage kid for free.
Can you believe it? CowboyNeal did all this. He picked me off the street, strapped my arms and legs down in the GNU/mobile's passenger seat and just wouldn't stop fondling my stereotypically tiny cock and balls.
They were definitely red flag touches. The god damned referee he had in the back seat kept on raising up this red flag every time he touched my junk but did CowboyNeal care?
NO WAY!
He just kept on doing it. I couldn't believe what the fuck was going in, indeed. I pleaded with Mr. Neal but to no avail. I told him Slashdot would mod bomb him for touching an underage kid like me (at the time I was a virginal 26) without at least compensating me for the trauma and use of my body as his own personal plaything.
This got him to worry about his image. He continued to fondle me, all the while ignoring the referee's red flags. Then he drove the GNU/mobile to my house and EJACULATED ALL OVER MY CRAZY FAT FACE!!! It was amazing. Surprisingly the next morning, after waking up, I found he had given me at least 200,000 shares of VA stock!!! Can you believe it???
The Plantation Deal
A bucket of fried chicken, a side of hominy, and four slices of watermelon.
The Hillary Special
Two fat thighs, small breasts, and a left wing.
The GNAA Lunch Combo
A generous 9" hunk of dark meat with special sauce and a tossed salad.
P.S. Colonel Sanders tells you to stop reading Slashdot and go back to work, nigger!
P.P.S. I'll show you MY forgotten planet. (Insert Uranus joke here)
hahha, forget venus. First post, u guys are trolls!
mars is venus
that's because neptunian food is to spicy. they always have to knock it up another notch.
That's funny, I woulda thought it woulda tasted like ya momma's front bump: Rancid Fish.
Will they find out that there is some space for spare load on the Venus express and bundle a Beagle 3?
Hey, it can't do worse than the predecessor.
You are way out on the temperature. The mean value is actually a lot hotter: 750 degrees Klevin
Fuck you're dumb.
Even if you were trying to be funny, we don't have the capability to create enough energy to strip away an atmosphere like that at all, and certainly not in one shot.
Fuck you're dumb.
YHBT. YHL. HAND.
So great upon my throbbing penis was the pull toward this Venus
that there was no thought of it at all.
Only all consuming lust to be inflamed in base disgust
and smile about it while I came inside.
So I slipped my dick into it thrusting into pain and spewing blood
around the room-I needed more.
And so I fucked it that much harder; deep and fast I pushed apart
the shoulders that were down below my waist.
Screams were slicing up the air as eyes rolled up and teeth were bared
by lips that stretched too tight and tried to tear.
There could be but one conclusion nto this sick distorted fusion,
and of course it came...and so did I.
Madly with my face contorted I convulsed and shoved apart the shoulders
that I gripped so hard and I faintly recollect a ripping sickey sound of fleshy splitting
as I drifted toward a big black hole.
And just before I hit the floor I noticed one was rolling over showing a smooth
unblemished thigh that ended in a red eruption just below her belly button,
but maybe it was only in my mind.
- residents
Kiss of Flesh / God in Three Persons
They have freedom and liberty, African style! Its called anarchy. What does your average African do with it? Eat other Africans (and unfortunate misguided White missionaries), contract HIV, starve to death, breed more Africans, kill each other.
I'm afraid the only thing to liberate in Africa is the land itself - the "people" over there are worse than animals.