This rivals the invention of the cordless lightsaber. Luke Skywalker used to lose a LOT of battles until he ditched that awful extension cord. Kept getting his feet tangled up. And Count Doofus would laugh as he yanked on it and watched Luke fall on his ass. Also, sometimes opponents would pull the plug out of the wall socket and snicker at Luke's bewilderment. Yoda would just smack his head and say "Duh-oh! The Force is not especially smart in this young one! Save up for Duracell adapter, he must."
Few people know that before Dr Evil developed sharks with frikking laser beams, he engineered a cost-effective prototype using gerbils. However, this had two flaws. First, people collapsed laughing on the floor. Second, the ASPCA and Greenpeace organized a protest around his island. The blockade raised the cost of gerbils to an astronomical One Million Dollars per rodent, so the pragmatic doctor searched for an eco-friendly and less-expensive substitute. One day it came to him as he was feeding enemy agents into the sea: fish, and duct tape. One roll of tape later, he had his solution, and the world was changed forever.
The price of the Indian robot is offset by the fact that it is fueled by chicken vindaloo, which is a cheap inexhaustable source of energy, as well as burning stools.
That's not all. It has been demonstrated that in drinks which also contain Vitamin C, the sodium benzoate combines with the vitamin and releases BENZENE. You really don't want to drink a lot of the carcinogen benzene. Google "sodium benzoate and Vitamin C" and see. Unfortunately, certain drink companies tout the Vitamin C in their beverages as being good for kids. Instead, it's poisoning them. Or you. Other drinks contain potassium benzoate and Vitamin C, but I'm not sure if this also produces benzene.
Well, the good thing about CCTVs is that it is impossible for them to image release of flatus. Unless it is an opaque green cloud, but in that case, all people nearby will die quickly. And in agony. And the camera lens will become etched.
"This has been long discounted for a huge lack of evidence or any witnesses of note. This was entirely based on a story written on Capitol Hill Blue, a notoriously fact free source of information."
Baloney. Wayne Madsen reported it long ago and his sources were White House staffers disgusted with Bush. Of course they will not come forward publically as it would be career suicide. Madsen is a former intelligence community employee with an excellent no-bs website. Maybe you need to get better directives from Karl before you try to bluff. And wipe the brown off your nose, it's disgusting.
Well, if MySpace were to add some means of metering and charging for media distribution. Except that then makes them another man-in-middle like a record compnay, and we're back to the old model of a big guy between the artist and the audience.
This seems to illustrate viability of a new kind of business to come. Providing highly personal entertainer-to-audience interactivity going beyond old models. Bypassing the dinosaur men-in-the-middle models. I could see some enterprising startup providing a mechanism for artists to do this without having to be IT specialists themselves. Kind of a WordPress for musicians maybe. But maybe with power tools for managing customer interactions, non-written content delivery, etc.
I'd honored, nay, ecstatic, to be a Professor of Breasts at any university. Bob Jones University, Larry Flynt University, any. Oh, and I'd welcome a Slashdot Foundation grant to further my work, which involves Linux and breasts. Not necessarily in that order.
Er... ooops. Chinese Happiest Kingdom? You bastards, you pirated Mickey!
I'd shake my fist at you, if I still had a fist! I'll get even with you rice-eating DMCA ignorers!
Wait until my next movie, The Happy Little Terrorist, comes out. Then we'll see who's talkin smack. I'll unleash Jack Valente on you! (What? He just died? OMG - look! - he's the head in the jar NEXT to mine! Jack, how ya been? Good to see you; you're looking thinner.)
Plot summary, The Happy Little Terrorist: Osama Bin Ariel is a happy little boy until the day American bombers kill his goat. Then he... wait... wait.. whaddya mean, see Team America, and shut up? Screw you, we already have the McD Little Terrorist Happy Meals promotion shipping. Always a spoiler in the crowd.
I asked noted scientist Jack Thompson whether he thought video games kill bees, and his answer was enlightening:
"Hell yes! I personally know from my research that Hot Coffee is responsible for the deaths of over 20 million bees in the United States. And I will not rest until every bee is safe from the evils of these filthy, disgusting, nauseating, vile pieces of software." He then excused himself, saying he needed to visit the restroom and masturbate to pictures of John Bolton addressing the United Nations.
Not just Slashdot -- Fry's salemen, too! From the article: "Land Warrior was saved only by a crash 12-week program to replace military-spec equipment with commercially available technologies, including parts bought off the shelf from Fry's Electronics, the big California consumer retailer. That lowered the price and weight dramatically..."
Top Five Best Things About Buying Military Supplies at Fry's:
5. It's fun to ask new hires who don't speak English, so you have to explain with sign language that you want some grenades.
4. The MREs are in the grocery section next to the chocolate candy.
3. Asking the TV department clerk "Is this thing bulletproof?"
2. The clerks will always try to sell you an extended warranty on your amphibious assault vehicle
1. Fry's will always refund your returned goods with no argument even if there are body parts inside the box, and they NEVER check before they reshelf the item. And that is how I came about to own this Nvidia card, and a human liver...
By god, when I were a lad we only had three dimensions, and we LIKED it! You modern kids with yer artsy fartsy ponsy 6 dimensions! All we need was three, and we managed to build steam locomotives and conquer the West! You ain't never satisfied, is you? And strings -- my great-aunt's ass. If particles were good enough for Einstein, they should be good enough fer the likes of you! Hey now, Columbus sailed the ocean blue, and all he had were wormy biscuits. Bah. Ya poofters.
Let us put this on a scientific basis. The first step is to create a proper acronym to speed discourse. Henceforth, we shall use "PLLS" instead of the longer "pedantic literal-minded little shit."
I, of course, am not a PLLS, as I spell and punctuate correctly and wipe myself properly after every bowel movemnet, because Nanny would beat me severely if I didn't...er.. I digress. Where was I? Oh yes, the 32nd poster previous failed to spell 'incunabula' correctly. Oh, and there are 152 toothpicks on the floor.
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This rivals the invention of the cordless lightsaber. Luke Skywalker used to lose a LOT of battles until he ditched that awful extension cord. Kept getting his feet tangled up. And Count Doofus would laugh as he yanked on it and watched Luke fall on his ass. Also, sometimes opponents would pull the plug out of the wall socket and snicker at Luke's bewilderment. Yoda would just smack his head and say "Duh-oh! The Force is not especially smart in this young one! Save up for Duracell adapter, he must."
I'm positive Jack plans to a market a brand of drinking water that contains lots of lead. And he's his own best customer.
Few people know that before Dr Evil developed sharks with frikking laser beams, he engineered a cost-effective prototype using gerbils. However, this had two flaws. First, people collapsed laughing on the floor. Second, the ASPCA and Greenpeace organized a protest around his island. The blockade raised the cost of gerbils to an astronomical One Million Dollars per rodent, so the pragmatic doctor searched for an eco-friendly and less-expensive substitute. One day it came to him as he was feeding enemy agents into the sea: fish, and duct tape. One roll of tape later, he had his solution, and the world was changed forever.
The price of the Indian robot is offset by the fact that it is fueled by chicken vindaloo, which is a cheap inexhaustable source of energy, as well as burning stools.
That's not all. It has been demonstrated that in drinks which also contain Vitamin C, the sodium benzoate combines with the vitamin and releases BENZENE. You really don't want to drink a lot of the carcinogen benzene. Google "sodium benzoate and Vitamin C" and see. Unfortunately, certain drink companies tout the Vitamin C in their beverages as being good for kids. Instead, it's poisoning them. Or you. Other drinks contain potassium benzoate and Vitamin C, but I'm not sure if this also produces benzene.
I think it all stems from my secret desire for my motherboard.
Well, the good thing about CCTVs is that it is impossible for them to image release of flatus. Unless it is an opaque green cloud, but in that case, all people nearby will die quickly. And in agony. And the camera lens will become etched.
No wonder rappers wear big gold medals on their chests...
I, for one, salute our new insensitive clod bastard oaf overlords!
Wow. Bill O'Reilly posts on Slashdot?
Since I joined Hair Club for Mice, I'm not worried about my looks and females rush to my side. And our IT guy with the mullet is jealous, too.
Baloney. Wayne Madsen reported it long ago and his sources were White House staffers disgusted with Bush. Of course they will not come forward publically as it would be career suicide. Madsen is a former intelligence community employee with an excellent no-bs website. Maybe you need to get better directives from Karl before you try to bluff. And wipe the brown off your nose, it's disgusting.
The researchers failed to clarify that they had only one test subject, a guy identified only by the cryptic ID "DCheney".
Well, if MySpace were to add some means of metering and charging for media distribution. Except that then makes them another man-in-middle like a record compnay, and we're back to the old model of a big guy between the artist and the audience.
This seems to illustrate viability of a new kind of business to come. Providing highly personal entertainer-to-audience interactivity going beyond old models. Bypassing the dinosaur men-in-the-middle models. I could see some enterprising startup providing a mechanism for artists to do this without having to be IT specialists themselves. Kind of a WordPress for musicians maybe. But maybe with power tools for managing customer interactions, non-written content delivery, etc.
I'd honored, nay, ecstatic, to be a Professor of Breasts at any university. Bob Jones University, Larry Flynt University, any. Oh, and I'd welcome a Slashdot Foundation grant to further my work, which involves Linux and breasts. Not necessarily in that order.
God help us all. You have just crippled my unborn children AND ruined my lunch. You bastard! Meesa THIS!
We are one step closer to ManBearPig! Yee-haw!
Er... ooops. Chinese Happiest Kingdom? You bastards, you pirated Mickey!
I'd shake my fist at you, if I still had a fist! I'll get even with you rice-eating DMCA ignorers!
Wait until my next movie, The Happy Little Terrorist, comes out. Then we'll see who's talkin smack. I'll unleash Jack Valente on you! (What? He just died? OMG - look! - he's the head in the jar NEXT to mine! Jack, how ya been? Good to see you; you're looking thinner.)
Plot summary, The Happy Little Terrorist: Osama Bin Ariel is a happy little boy until the day American bombers kill his goat. Then he ... wait ... wait.. whaddya mean, see Team America, and shut up? Screw you, we already have the McD Little Terrorist Happy Meals promotion shipping. Always a spoiler in the crowd.
"Hell yes! I personally know from my research that Hot Coffee is responsible for the deaths of over 20 million bees in the United States. And I will not rest until every bee is safe from the evils of these filthy, disgusting, nauseating, vile pieces of software." He then excused himself, saying he needed to visit the restroom and masturbate to pictures of John Bolton addressing the United Nations.
In other news, Willy Wonka found dead at 72, with steel needles in his eyes and a suicide note: "Better dead than soybean oil!"
Top Five Best Things About Buying Military Supplies at Fry's:
5. It's fun to ask new hires who don't speak English, so you have to explain with sign language that you want some grenades.
4. The MREs are in the grocery section next to the chocolate candy.
3. Asking the TV department clerk "Is this thing bulletproof?"
2. The clerks will always try to sell you an extended warranty on your amphibious assault vehicle
1. Fry's will always refund your returned goods with no argument even if there are body parts inside the box, and they NEVER check before they reshelf the item. And that is how I came about to own this Nvidia card, and a human liver...
Oooops. DragonHawk was there first, and better. Sorry...
By god, when I were a lad we only had three dimensions, and we LIKED it! You modern kids with yer artsy fartsy ponsy 6 dimensions! All we need was three, and we managed to build steam locomotives and conquer the West! You ain't never satisfied, is you? And strings -- my great-aunt's ass. If particles were good enough for Einstein, they should be good enough fer the likes of you! Hey now, Columbus sailed the ocean blue, and all he had were wormy biscuits. Bah. Ya poofters.
I, of course, am not a PLLS, as I spell and punctuate correctly and wipe myself properly after every bowel movemnet, because Nanny would beat me severely if I didn't...er.. I digress. Where was I? Oh yes, the 32nd poster previous failed to spell 'incunabula' correctly. Oh, and there are 152 toothpicks on the floor.