Does it matter what city we use? Both 'bombings' were full on hoaxes.
I suspect that Hiroshima is most often used a reference because the Nagasaki hoax contains more factual errors, and it is best that it isn't offered up for scrutiny.
The article claims "This is well within the moon's orbit..."
It amazes me that so many allegedly "educated" people have fallen so quickly and so hard for a fraudulent fabrication of such laughable proportions. The very idea that a gigantic ball of rock happens to orbit our planet, showing itself in neat, four-week cycles -- with the same side facing us all the time -- is ludicrous. Furthermore, it is an insult to common sense and a damnable affront to intellectual honesty and integrity. That people actually believe it is evidence that the liberals have wrested the last vestiges of control of our public school system from decent, God-fearing Americans (as if any further evidence was needed! Daddy's Roommate? God Almighty!)
Documentaries such as Enemy of the State have accurately portrayed the elaborate, byzantine network of surveillance satellites that the liberals have sent into space to spy on law-abiding Americans. Equipped with technology developed by Handgun Control, Inc., these satellites have the ability to detect firearms from hundreds of kilometers up. That's right, neighbors.. the next time you're out in the backyard exercising your Second Amendment rights, the liberals will see it! These satellites are sensitive enough to tell the difference between a Colt.45 and a.38 Special! And when they detect you with a firearm, their computers cross-reference the address to figure out your name, and then an enormous database housed at Berkeley is updated with information about you.
Of course, this all works fine during the day, but what about at night? Even the liberals can't control the rotation of the Earth to prevent nightfall from setting in (only Joshua was able to ask for that particular favor!) That's where the "moon" comes in. Powered by nuclear reactors, the "moon" is nothing more than an enormous balloon, emitting trillions of candlepower of gun-revealing light. Piloted by key members of the liberal community, the "moon" is strategically moved across the country, pointing out those who dare to make use of their God-given rights at night!
Yes, I know this probably sounds paranoid and preposterous, but consider this. Despite what the revisionist historians tell you, there is no mention of the "moon" anywhere in literature or historical documents -- anywhere -- before 1950. That is when it was initially launched. When President Josef Kennedy, at the State of the Union address, proclaimed "We choose to go to the moon", he may as well have said "We choose to go to the weather balloon." The subsequent faking of a "moon" landing on national TV was the first step in a long history of the erosion of our constitutional rights by leftists in this country. No longer can we hide from our government when the sun goes down.
I have an idea. Why don't you start out on a lecture tour covering Moore's law. I'm sure it will attract an audience of thousands, particularly if it is as enthralling as your post.
Please, I beg of you, tell us more about Moore's law. You are so fucking sharp. I can't wait.
I hear you people have plans to publish a community calendar.
Won't work. By the time you all get the Tombstone pizza sauce washed off the various crevices of your bodies in which it is encrusted the place will be bankrupt.
I'm flying Southwest from now on. Maybe next time I fly I won't have to sit next to some fat assed Linux programmer who is sweating all over the damn plane.
$300 a week is more than enough for me to be spending in airport bars, trying to stay drunk enough to put up with these people. It is about time the airlines took some responsibility.
It sure is false hope, but that is really all you people have. Thats all you have had for years. I though the dot com era would have taught you that.
Or high school. Or any other portion of reality.
I heard that they won't be offering any Linux drivers because they are afraid associating themselves with the word Linux result in the company's downfall.
A guy can earn only so much money before he starts pining for the simple things in life. Making fun of Slashbots, advocating Windows, and reaffirming my superiority over these people.
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Haptic Battle Pong... Future of Game Interface?
Posted by CmdrTaco on Wednesday June 12, @12:16PM
from the one-degree-short-of-kevin-bacon dept.
An anonymous reader writes "The Sensable Phantom is a premier force-feedback haptic device and sells for a few thousand dollars now, but when that number comes down, the game industry will be jumping all over the idea of six-degree-of-freedom, precision-force-feedback video games. It looks like Haptic Battle Pong may be the first attempt at a true 6-dof, force-feedback game. It's not Quake, but maybe this is the next big thing in video games?"
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CLIT porn FP (twins by request) (Score:-1)
by Sexual Asspussy on Wednesday June 12, @12:17PM (#3686929)
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The three of them sat in a corner of the temple, intent on isolation. They'd arrived three days ago and still not spoken to anyone. The Mycenean women were beginning to grumble about what they viewed as snobbishness from these newcomers from Sais.
Cyprian tried to remind the disgruntled women that they, too, were shy at first. Arapotep dismissed Cyprian impatiently.
"They don't even look at anyone to acknowledge that we're all human beings! Do they think just because they have a slave that they're better than we are?"
Cyprian chuckled and shook her head in disbelief. "Ara, I recall that you kept your robes wrapped tightly around you for nearly a week before you deigned to talk to us!"
The other women laughed in recognition of the Ara's previous haughtiness. The memory was especially funny now because of Arapotep's reputation as an especially enthusiastic rejoicer at their evening celebrations.
"But you did not cease to celebrate when I arrived as we have done for these three," Ara countered. "I am restless with stifled desire - it is unnatural to live as we have been for their benefit!" Murmurs of agreement were heard among the women.
Cyprian nodded. "Yes, I know you're right. We cannot continue to let the evenings pass without our enjoyment. Let us resume our festivities!"
The women clapped gleefully, immediately hugging one another with delight. Arapotep, victorious and strong, walked toward Cyprian, who saw the mischief on her face.
"I want to express my gratitude for your sage decision," she said softly. Cyprian had always been fascinated by Arapotep's large breasts. As she moved toward her now, her steps sent tremors through them as they swayed slightly under her diaphanous gown. Cyprian never hid her desire for any woman and was therefore certain that Ara knew of her hunger for motherly teats.
"Suckle me, my child," Arapotep instructed as she pulled an enormous mammary from the halter of her gown. She was indeed old enough to be Cyprian's mother but the desire between the women transcended familial definitions.
Cyprian felt weak as the big, dark nipple skimmed her lips. Her tongue lapped at it instinctively. Arapotep groaned and stuffed as much of her fleshy orb into Cyprian's mouth as she could.
As Cyprian sucked like a starving baby, Ara slowly lowered herself to sit on a stair near the fountain where they stood. Once she was seated, she positioned Cyprian so the younger woman lay with her head on Arapotep's lap, her body stretched along the step. Ara's bountiful tit sat on Cyprian's face, nearly covering it. Cyprian suckled quietly, vaguely sensing the watchful interest from the other women.
Ara pulled the halter supporting her other mammary and scooped out another amazing hunk of titty flesh. Cyprian felt it swipe the top of her head as Ara wagged it suggestively at the ogling women.
"Who else would like to feast at my bosom?" Ara asked.
Cyprian's blood raced at the prospect of sucking tit flesh with another women, and big, meaty tit flesh at that! Persephone, a well-endowed maiden herself, came forward and wordlessly copied Cyprian's supine position, then hungrily gobbled Ara's nurturing teat. Their host gasped with pleasure.
Cyprian was suddenly struck by her own obsession for a handful of breast to match her mouthful. How she loved an abundance of tits! She sucked and licked wildly at Ara but now released her grip on Ara's soft mound on her face. She raised her hands overhead and groped for Persephone's ripe young melons. Persephone stifled a small squeal in the back of her throat and arched her back in response to Cyprian's touch.
"Oh, yes, Cyprian. Massage Persephone while you suck me."
While Cyprian rubbed and sucked at the luscious titmeat that surrounded her, she observed the approach of other women. In moments, soft hands slid her gown up past her thighs, then parted her legs. The musky scent of her shaved venus mons wafted through the air briefly before a probing tongue expertly wound its
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Re:CLIT porn FP (twins by request) (Score:-1)
by L0rdkariya on Wednesday June 12, @12:19PM (#3686944)
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Thanks for the bail-out, I got a typical 'page not found' error when I submitted.
Christmas is that special time of the year when Jesus rises from his grave to feast on the flesh of the living.
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A post for the ages (Score:-1)
by L0rdkariya on Wednesday June 12, @12:17PM (#3686931)
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dedicated to the CLIT, with much hate to ACs.
Christmas is that special time of the year when Jesus rises from his grave to feast on the flesh of the living.
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Haptic? (Score:-1)
by l33t j03 (l33tj03@hotmail.com) on Wednesday June 12, @12:17PM (#3686933)
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What the hell? You people can't even spell common words.
If you are reading this, you most likely have no social skills.
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ep (Score:0)
by Anonymous Coward on Wednesday June 12, @12:19PM (#3686942)
This early post for Ida! GO SWEDEN Win It All!!!
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A bike. The guy is buying a new car and he is asking about a radio.
He should just buy a bike instead. He won't have to worry about radios because decent bikes don't have them. He'll still be entertained because, more often than not, there will be a chick on the back he can talk to, even if he is a geek.
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Since everyone on the entire earth has a Windows machine, this should increase sales of the iPod tremendously.
I don't mean fail as in it isn't good enough to compete with other Linux distros, I mean that since it has the word "Linux" in its name, it will fail.
Won't it be harder for you to keep her there if she is on top? Seems like a rape victim would try to get away, even if she was only 12 years old.
See you idiots in a couple of weeks.
I suspect that Hiroshima is most often used a reference because the Nagasaki hoax contains more factual errors, and it is best that it isn't offered up for scrutiny.
The article claims "This is well within the moon's orbit..."
.. the next time you're out in the backyard exercising your Second Amendment rights, the liberals will see it! These satellites are sensitive enough to tell the difference between a Colt .45 and a .38 Special! And when they detect you with a firearm, their computers cross-reference the address to figure out your name, and then an enormous database housed at Berkeley is updated with information about you.
It amazes me that so many allegedly "educated" people have fallen so quickly and so hard for a fraudulent fabrication of such laughable proportions. The very idea that a gigantic ball of rock happens to orbit our planet, showing itself in neat, four-week cycles -- with the same side facing us all the time -- is ludicrous. Furthermore, it is an insult to common sense and a damnable affront to intellectual honesty and integrity. That people actually believe it is evidence that the liberals have wrested the last vestiges of control of our public school system from decent, God-fearing Americans (as if any further evidence was needed! Daddy's Roommate? God Almighty!)
Documentaries such as Enemy of the State have accurately portrayed the elaborate, byzantine network of surveillance satellites that the liberals have sent into space to spy on law-abiding Americans. Equipped with technology developed by Handgun Control, Inc., these satellites have the ability to detect firearms from hundreds of kilometers up. That's right, neighbors
Of course, this all works fine during the day, but what about at night? Even the liberals can't control the rotation of the Earth to prevent nightfall from setting in (only Joshua was able to ask for that particular favor!) That's where the "moon" comes in. Powered by nuclear reactors, the "moon" is nothing more than an enormous balloon, emitting trillions of candlepower of gun-revealing light. Piloted by key members of the liberal community, the "moon" is strategically moved across the country, pointing out those who dare to make use of their God-given rights at night!
Yes, I know this probably sounds paranoid and preposterous, but consider this. Despite what the revisionist historians tell you, there is no mention of the "moon" anywhere in literature or historical documents -- anywhere -- before 1950. That is when it was initially launched. When President Josef Kennedy, at the State of the Union address, proclaimed "We choose to go to the moon", he may as well have said "We choose to go to the weather balloon." The subsequent faking of a "moon" landing on national TV was the first step in a long history of the erosion of our constitutional rights by leftists in this country. No longer can we hide from our government when the sun goes down.
Please, I beg of you, tell us more about Moore's law. You are so fucking sharp. I can't wait.
Won't work. By the time you all get the Tombstone pizza sauce washed off the various crevices of your bodies in which it is encrusted the place will be bankrupt.
B) That won't stop you all from rambling on about it.
Thanks Musical Troll
$300 a week is more than enough for me to be spending in airport bars, trying to stay drunk enough to put up with these people. It is about time the airlines took some responsibility.
Minor Threat - Screaming at a Wall.
Proof positive that IIS is a better web server than Apache. You don't see IIS vulnerabilites spouted all over the internet every day.
Linux, the Wal-Mart Operating System.
It sure is false hope, but that is really all you people have. Thats all you have had for years. I though the dot com era would have taught you that. Or high school. Or any other portion of reality.
I heard that they won't be offering any Linux drivers because they are afraid associating themselves with the word Linux result in the company's downfall.
NASDAQ traders are cutting price on Linux companies as well.
Don't mess with the users, they'll revolt and stomp your geek ass into the ground.
A guy can earn only so much money before he starts pining for the simple things in life. Making fun of Slashbots, advocating Windows, and reaffirming my superiority over these people.
faq code awards journals subscribe older stuff rob's page preferences submit story advertising supporters past polls topics about bugs hof Sections apache Jun 11 (2 recent) apple Jun 12 (5 recent) askslashdot Jun 12 (12 recent) books Jun 12 (1 recent) bsd Jun 10 (2 recent) developers Jun 11 (5 recent) features Jun 8 interviews Jun 10 (1 recent) radio Jun 29 science Jun 11 (8 recent) yro Jun 12 (3 recent) Haptic Battle Pong... Future of Game Interface? Posted by CmdrTaco on Wednesday June 12, @12:16PM from the one-degree-short-of-kevin-bacon dept. An anonymous reader writes "The Sensable Phantom is a premier force-feedback haptic device and sells for a few thousand dollars now, but when that number comes down, the game industry will be jumping all over the idea of six-degree-of-freedom, precision-force-feedback video games. It looks like Haptic Battle Pong may be the first attempt at a true 6-dof, force-feedback game. It's not Quake, but maybe this is the next big thing in video games?" l33t j03 (222209) [ Preferences ] Related Links Sensable Haptic Battle Pong More on Games Also by CmdrTaco Will Cable Unplug the File Swappers? Haptic Battle Pong... Future of Game Interface? | Preferences | Top | 5 comments | Search Discussion Threshold: -1: 5 comments 0: 1 comments 1: 0 comments 2: 0 comments 3: 0 comments 4: 0 comments 5: 0 comments Flat Nested No Comments Threaded Oldest First Newest First Highest Scores First Oldest First (Ignore Threads) Newest First (Ignore Threads) Save: The Fine Print: The following comments are owned by whoever posted them. We are not responsible for them in any way. CLIT porn FP (twins by request) (Score:-1) by Sexual Asspussy on Wednesday June 12, @12:17PM (#3686929) (User #453406 Info | http://www.bme.freeq.com/ | Last Journal: Saturday January 05, @04:03PM) The three of them sat in a corner of the temple, intent on isolation. They'd arrived three days ago and still not spoken to anyone. The Mycenean women were beginning to grumble about what they viewed as snobbishness from these newcomers from Sais. Cyprian tried to remind the disgruntled women that they, too, were shy at first. Arapotep dismissed Cyprian impatiently. "They don't even look at anyone to acknowledge that we're all human beings! Do they think just because they have a slave that they're better than we are?" Cyprian chuckled and shook her head in disbelief. "Ara, I recall that you kept your robes wrapped tightly around you for nearly a week before you deigned to talk to us!" The other women laughed in recognition of the Ara's previous haughtiness. The memory was especially funny now because of Arapotep's reputation as an especially enthusiastic rejoicer at their evening celebrations. "But you did not cease to celebrate when I arrived as we have done for these three," Ara countered. "I am restless with stifled desire - it is unnatural to live as we have been for their benefit!" Murmurs of agreement were heard among the women. Cyprian nodded. "Yes, I know you're right. We cannot continue to let the evenings pass without our enjoyment. Let us resume our festivities!" The women clapped gleefully, immediately hugging one another with delight. Arapotep, victorious and strong, walked toward Cyprian, who saw the mischief on her face. "I want to express my gratitude for your sage decision," she said softly. Cyprian had always been fascinated by Arapotep's large breasts. As she moved toward her now, her steps sent tremors through them as they swayed slightly under her diaphanous gown. Cyprian never hid her desire for any woman and was therefore certain that Ara knew of her hunger for motherly teats. "Suckle me, my child," Arapotep instructed as she pulled an enormous mammary from the halter of her gown. She was indeed old enough to be Cyprian's mother but the desire between the women transcended familial definitions. Cyprian felt weak as the big, dark nipple skimmed her lips. Her tongue lapped at it instinctively. Arapotep groaned and stuffed as much of her fleshy orb into Cyprian's mouth as she could. As Cyprian sucked like a starving baby, Ara slowly lowered herself to sit on a stair near the fountain where they stood. Once she was seated, she positioned Cyprian so the younger woman lay with her head on Arapotep's lap, her body stretched along the step. Ara's bountiful tit sat on Cyprian's face, nearly covering it. Cyprian suckled quietly, vaguely sensing the watchful interest from the other women. Ara pulled the halter supporting her other mammary and scooped out another amazing hunk of titty flesh. Cyprian felt it swipe the top of her head as Ara wagged it suggestively at the ogling women. "Who else would like to feast at my bosom?" Ara asked. Cyprian's blood raced at the prospect of sucking tit flesh with another women, and big, meaty tit flesh at that! Persephone, a well-endowed maiden herself, came forward and wordlessly copied Cyprian's supine position, then hungrily gobbled Ara's nurturing teat. Their host gasped with pleasure. Cyprian was suddenly struck by her own obsession for a handful of breast to match her mouthful. How she loved an abundance of tits! She sucked and licked wildly at Ara but now released her grip on Ara's soft mound on her face. She raised her hands overhead and groped for Persephone's ripe young melons. Persephone stifled a small squeal in the back of her throat and arched her back in response to Cyprian's touch. "Oh, yes, Cyprian. Massage Persephone while you suck me." While Cyprian rubbed and sucked at the luscious titmeat that surrounded her, she observed the approach of other women. In moments, soft hands slid her gown up past her thighs, then parted her legs. The musky scent of her shaved venus mons wafted through the air briefly before a probing tongue expertly wound its Read the rest of this comment... [ Reply to This | Parent ] Re:CLIT porn FP (twins by request) (Score:-1) by L0rdkariya on Wednesday June 12, @12:19PM (#3686944) (User #562469 Info) Thanks for the bail-out, I got a typical 'page not found' error when I submitted. Christmas is that special time of the year when Jesus rises from his grave to feast on the flesh of the living. [ Reply to This | Parent ] A post for the ages (Score:-1) by L0rdkariya on Wednesday June 12, @12:17PM (#3686931) (User #562469 Info) dedicated to the CLIT, with much hate to ACs. Christmas is that special time of the year when Jesus rises from his grave to feast on the flesh of the living. [ Reply to This | Parent ] Haptic? (Score:-1) by l33t j03 (l33tj03@hotmail.com) on Wednesday June 12, @12:17PM (#3686933) (User #222209 Info | http://slashdot.org/ | Last Journal: Friday August 31, @06:35PM) What the hell? You people can't even spell common words. If you are reading this, you most likely have no social skills. [ Reply to This | Parent ] ep (Score:0) by Anonymous Coward on Wednesday June 12, @12:19PM (#3686942) This early post for Ida! GO SWEDEN Win It All!!! [ Reply to This | Parent ]
What the hell? You people can't even spell common words.
But can I use it to track pieces of ass I'm trying to hook up with?
He should just buy a bike instead. He won't have to worry about radios because decent bikes don't have them. He'll still be entertained because, more often than not, there will be a chick on the back he can talk to, even if he is a geek.
Get a bike you puss. You won't need to worry about the radio because there will be some slut whispering in your ear.