Actually, here's the deal: Water in ice form takes up 10% more volume than water in liquid form, so more melted ice would result in a drop in sea level - that is, if the ice in question is floating in the ocean.
Actually the level would stay the same once the ice melts. The mass of liquid water displaced is equal to the mass of the ice; the extra volume of the ice is currently above the surface of the water. Once the ice melts, it all evens out
(Wow, I did a really bad job of explaining that...)
at ground zero pro independence heavier than air fumes city of chemical alleged cyanide gas on to karbala what is the difference between israel's plight a belief in outside influence like scalding water a side effect of their faces and lungs burn a sudden harsh smell 2 weeks after still coughing and choking livid skin blisters burn often posters leaflets nightly radio and television programs dead instructions in the use of such basic devices as a damp tovel lined with charcoal to be applied to the face and mouth when the beep beep beep gas attack warning signal sounds the dead were among porcelain face of cloud of frozen gas poison jagged fragment jew iranian iraqi bombs sun the first cyanide gas warning vx nerve gas
I'm willing to bet that somewhere on the "user agreement" there's a clause to the effect of "we can change this at any time, for any reason, and basically do whatever the hell we want, so neener."
withered rope you hang what's empty can't remain to put it simply in time cry the hollow words to sing with false disguise smothered hope fly from sorrow for a new divine tomorrow i just don't want to know anymore life shifts up and down everybody knows it's wrong why don't you care? now do it seem fair? it's not in the rhyme or reason so it goes with every season crawl to top fall through bottom first hand love is really rotten slice of life find what's plenty inch towards a sanctuary [fight/light] with me inside the womb i know everyone everybody knows it's me it's my voice my voice cries out obscenity sightless eye regard my past sometimes it should i just don't want to know anymore.
holding his hands dream the whole week radiance hissing rodent speak elective evil once started shot struck home so it goes inches towards flattened back on all fours drawn and racked doesn't mean a thing nature perverts itself so it goes so what the hell let it grow regret so full of haste coming clear piss in blood no one should ever have to cut assemble resembled played out wording disturbing quiet saying relaying a message raising cain's revenge got a few no fucking whacked house of cards dealing smack crimson scolding driving told im never holding one thing back credit full of nothing slither here one thing back licking dogs no hook no song feeling high fantasize wonder why suck them dry choppy waves take a dive crash enable disabled effect not carried no power in quiet playing resaying never more never again distort the monomaniac delivering the blow core rotten bone distort the monomaniac black mass held upon the radio doesn't mean a thing be it what or ever could doesn't mean a thing sinister creation doesn't mean a thing evocation of the dead moses forbidding it doesn't mean a thing worm like ticking art worth shit we play upon the things we fear the smell is foul where does it fit screw yourself go screw yourself no one should ever have to how do you sleep when its still alive never to deep take a look inside
I would normally never congratulate an AC on getting the first post. However, I will make an exception this time, as you share my hatred of filthy hippie scum. So congratulations and good luck in your future endeavors, sir or madam as the case may be.
injured plea crushed destiny deep down trauma hounds run to corrode integrity whatever matters and it would they fail to see they make believe reality helpless deaths ignored to be judged as juvenile head caves in growing pains no time remains for fantasy tyrrany exists shrink beneath the ingrown thorns forced to accept pledge allegiance to a flag tested to forget you must resist they want you dead feels emptyness eternity keeps swallowing digested benefactors whose silence deafens anything all of whom decease and miss to pierce a point objects and lessons to realize it's not the way what's the point of giving up leaving won't change anything political resentment to push away all growth withing puzzles me offers soul to nothing the message screams it's purity that those with no rights display the right to have no life do have respect they must accept a world commiting suicide
heavens trash fixation turning mass direction having a relationship without guilt mass direction off and away hazy circles round the eyes so long how long hate disease heavens thrash its a vacant scathing vapor ancient role play downward shores of pluto heavens thrash dusty crircles flys the by ways of the mind mass direction flower cauldren answer brew to mystify hate disease downward shores of pluto sure all right
dry wind chars human storm lies barren wasted greed taints water thirst dream the asphalt burial daylight meltdown long gone death grabs at stillborn child another low test pesticide not until they are dead believe in words attaching dread no meaning color world of different levels no chance to rectify nightmare running races skyward tower boil black water tea contagious waste disposal growing blind faith a tragedy propigate safe history creatures running underground all the cages rusted displaced food bowls empty now fit for the licking faces form memory blind faith stupidity races run secretly blind faith a tragedy not until they are dead stop breathing fleas attach themselves biting bits of flesh consuming words once hated words are shit contracting the disease
binge cringe on the fringe sloppy mincing eyedropping biopsy cyclops overlooks optic options rotton showstopper skinpopper babbler dabbler self confessed criminal tore pen in vain instant still spellbound game stock talk back rock reencounter incident subsistance inexistant non committed unwitted oblivious habitual resistor buff the stuff roughed up edge fluent nudge pre-collect ignition motivation inexistant wasted views thats all they see blue hot blood guild optic nerve with the right attitude you will succed blue self abusive recluse too late for me make shifting peace settling crazy things keep your eyes open soft spoken changes nothing a view so cruel dogs body comatose torchlight roast disinterest disinfect retold impressed by possession insiders know refresh detained contest off and pure sure tonight it feeds itself freeze in time or shadows climb distracting override instincts evolve and try over and over wasted truth why call at all blue hot lines eventual decline with the right attitude you will succed blue resent that discontent sidestep define the state of things so far crazy things a view so cruel
Coincidently, the black guy that fucked your mom right before I did last night paid her with food stamps.
BTW, she was a lousy fuck. She's so stretched out from all those big black cocks, it's like throwing open the garage door and trying to fuck the world. I want my two dollars back.
Sure, you could broadcast from outside the US; but that means you'd be stealing from American companies, and we'd have to come over there and bomb your ass.
Hey, if we do it for the oil companies, we can do it for Disney.
Why should be such a devastating difference in fees been an air broadcast station and an electronic broadcasting station?
The RIAA et al. already control the airwaves, and so aren't particularly concerned about broadcast stations; and in any case, they can use their flunkies at the FCC to more efficiently destroy any broadcast competition. They don't yet control the internet, however, and therefore need to crush the independent internet broadcasters out of existance.
I'd like to take a moment to challenge whatever retard moderator(s) said this was "Offtopic" to explain how giving the answer to the question posed in the title of the story can be offtopic.
(a dream) rest low tar spell fatigue vermin crawling in livid gnaws fasting on tic and a flea in vain again agro flight not taking fasting on deception in the making turns two against three penny save a penny worth crystal marble powder shot glass overflow dreams amaze me time escapes me mirror shades what should be flight not taking rest a bodies burning compose ears of rock guilty grey formaldehyde cripples hound a wheelchair guilty grey a wheelchair hounds you asshole dead palsey blue stupid thaw cuts the jaw hell piss fuck head rest pure acid hell filthy word mutation laughing hound hereafter stupid clown you asshole
making time in a low rent highrise no place to go downtown crushing crucifixion particles aching harmful descent take a shot and hide subway slam dance stale mattress slow throb bloating freshly open grave barefoot beggar knotted finger turning pages in a book descending no noise the great trees fall calmly through the window see backward elevation faded spirit of the gold toothed whore moon dances wondering how could this ever be kicking the habit possesion in the flesh loves made up melancholy kicking the habit trip back and unleash all anger emerging from the waterfall branch fork horse rear snorted downward a vulgar desire playing cards conjured on fly blown dimly lit round a room of shadows claw the side phantom pinches waking from a dream half eaten candy from some disordered heaven swirling tastes phornicate rotted meat a nested virus feels eating dish aging she sits alone in the worry shes created more time holy hatred kicking the habit
level edge backs against the ledge no knives the stone hard eyes without the longing or fear that it would disappear they cling on nuturing never ending obsessions on the table lines needed walls cover tips the balance don't touch me wiped out cornering mouthed the word money head shake handshake out to get a long way from corrosion pushes closer to the edge wired not connected peeling back plastic wrap tinted green and all illusion existing caught up crossfire trading tall tales where are you going where do you fail whats that mean back and forth side by side loose knot weave keep it up altogether or whatever that means passing underneath the trespass dont get to close mouth the word your money if I fade I may and I want to fade away all that I do is pray that you will be there too if this were trying to deceive some minds what the hell do you got to say? altogether
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Actually, here's the deal: Water in ice form takes up 10% more volume than water in liquid form, so more melted ice would result in a drop in sea level - that is, if the ice in question is floating in the ocean.
Actually the level would stay the same once the ice melts. The mass of liquid water displaced is equal to the mass of the ice; the extra volume of the ice is currently above the surface of the water. Once the ice melts, it all evens out
(Wow, I did a really bad job of explaining that...)
at ground zero pro independence heavier than air fumes city of chemical alleged cyanide gas on to karbala what is the difference between israel's plight a belief in outside influence like scalding water a side effect of their faces and lungs burn a sudden harsh smell 2 weeks after still coughing and choking livid skin blisters burn often posters leaflets nightly radio and television programs dead instructions in the use of such basic devices as a damp tovel lined with charcoal to be applied to the face and mouth when the beep beep beep gas attack warning signal sounds the dead were among porcelain face of cloud of frozen gas poison jagged fragment jew iranian iraqi bombs sun the first cyanide gas warning vx nerve gas
I'm willing to bet that somewhere on the "user agreement" there's a clause to the effect of "we can change this at any time, for any reason, and basically do whatever the hell we want, so neener."
Help me find my biological mother
Corner of Melrose & Highland, in the alley behind the donut store. Her name's Loquisha. It'll cost you about $10. HTH.
withered rope you hang what's empty can't remain to put it simply
in time cry the hollow words to sing with false disguise
smothered hope fly from sorrow for a new divine tomorrow
i just don't want to know anymore life shifts up and down
everybody knows it's wrong
why don't you care? now do it seem fair?
it's not in the rhyme or reason so it goes with every season
crawl to top fall through bottom first hand love is really rotten
slice of life find what's plenty inch towards a sanctuary
[fight/light] with me inside the womb
i know everyone everybody knows it's me
it's my voice my voice cries out obscenity
sightless eye regard my past sometimes it should
i just don't want to know anymore.
Only losers and homosexuals have positive karma.
Real men post at -1.
holding his hands dream the whole week radiance hissing rodent speak elective evil once started shot struck home so it goes inches towards flattened back on all fours drawn and racked doesn't mean a thing nature perverts itself so it goes so what the hell let it grow regret so full of haste coming clear piss in blood no one should ever have to cut assemble resembled played out wording disturbing quiet saying relaying a message raising cain's revenge got a few no fucking whacked house of cards dealing smack crimson scolding driving told im never holding one thing back credit full of nothing slither here one thing back licking dogs no hook no song feeling high fantasize wonder why suck them dry choppy waves take a dive crash enable disabled effect not carried no power in quiet playing resaying never more never again distort the monomaniac delivering the blow core rotten bone distort the monomaniac black mass held upon the radio doesn't mean a thing be it what or ever could doesn't mean a thing sinister creation doesn't mean a thing evocation of the dead moses forbidding it doesn't mean a thing worm like ticking art worth shit we play upon the things we fear the smell is foul where does it fit screw yourself go screw yourself no one should ever have to how do you sleep when its still alive never to deep take a look inside
I would normally never congratulate an AC on getting the first post. However, I will make an exception this time, as you share my hatred of filthy hippie scum. So congratulations and good luck in your future endeavors, sir or madam as the case may be.
injured plea crushed destiny deep down trauma hounds run to corrode integrity whatever matters and it would they fail to see they make believe reality helpless deaths ignored to be judged as juvenile head caves in growing pains no time remains for fantasy tyrrany exists shrink beneath the ingrown thorns forced to accept pledge allegiance to a flag tested to forget you must resist they want you dead feels emptyness eternity keeps swallowing digested benefactors whose silence deafens anything all of whom decease and miss to pierce a point objects and lessons to realize it's not the way what's the point of giving up leaving won't change anything political resentment to push away all growth withing puzzles me offers soul to nothing the message screams it's purity that those with no rights display the right to have no life do have respect they must accept a world commiting suicide
heavens trash fixation turning mass direction having a relationship without guilt mass direction off and away hazy circles round the eyes so long how long hate disease heavens thrash its a vacant scathing vapor ancient role play downward shores of pluto heavens thrash dusty crircles flys the by ways of the mind mass direction flower cauldren answer brew to mystify hate disease downward shores of pluto sure all right
dry wind chars human storm lies barren wasted greed taints water thirst dream the asphalt burial daylight meltdown long gone death grabs at stillborn child another low test pesticide not until they are dead believe in words attaching dread no meaning color world of different levels no chance to rectify nightmare running races skyward tower boil black water tea contagious waste disposal growing blind faith a tragedy propigate safe history creatures running underground all the cages rusted displaced food bowls empty now fit for the licking faces form memory blind faith stupidity races run secretly blind faith a tragedy not until they are dead stop breathing fleas attach themselves biting bits of flesh consuming words once hated words are shit contracting the disease
Yeah! Take that!
Oh yeah baby, first with the Skinny Puppy lyrics.
SUCK IT!
binge cringe on the fringe sloppy mincing eyedropping biopsy cyclops overlooks optic options rotton showstopper skinpopper babbler dabbler self confessed criminal tore pen in vain instant still spellbound game stock talk back rock reencounter incident subsistance inexistant non committed unwitted oblivious habitual resistor buff the stuff roughed up edge fluent nudge pre-collect ignition motivation inexistant wasted views thats all they see blue hot blood guild optic nerve with the right attitude you will succed blue self abusive recluse too late for me make shifting peace settling crazy things keep your eyes open soft spoken changes nothing a view so cruel dogs body comatose torchlight roast disinterest disinfect retold impressed by possession insiders know refresh detained contest off and pure sure tonight it feeds itself freeze in time or shadows climb distracting override instincts evolve and try over and over wasted truth why call at all blue hot lines eventual decline with the right attitude you will succed blue resent that discontent sidestep define the state of things so far crazy things a view so cruel
Personally, I like my brain cancer well done.
Coincidently, the black guy that fucked your mom right before I did last night paid her with food stamps.
BTW, she was a lousy fuck. She's so stretched out from all those big black cocks, it's like throwing open the garage door and trying to fuck the world. I want my two dollars back.
Sure, you could broadcast from outside the US; but that means you'd be stealing from American companies, and we'd have to come over there and bomb your ass.
Hey, if we do it for the oil companies, we can do it for Disney.
Why should be such a devastating difference in fees been an air broadcast station and an electronic broadcasting station?
The RIAA et al. already control the airwaves, and so aren't particularly concerned about broadcast stations; and in any case, they can use their flunkies at the FCC to more efficiently destroy any broadcast competition. They don't yet control the internet, however, and therefore need to crush the independent internet broadcasters out of existance.
Okay, so apparently only retards are allowed to moderate today?
Story title: "Can internet radio survive?"
Answer: "No"
How exactly is this "Offtopic"?
I'd like to take a moment to challenge whatever retard moderator(s) said this was "Offtopic" to explain how giving the answer to the question posed in the title of the story can be offtopic.
(a dream) rest low tar spell fatigue vermin crawling in livid gnaws fasting on tic and a flea in vain again agro flight not taking fasting on deception in the making turns two against three penny save a penny worth crystal marble powder shot glass overflow dreams amaze me time escapes me mirror shades what should be flight not taking rest a bodies burning compose ears of rock guilty grey formaldehyde cripples hound a wheelchair guilty grey a wheelchair hounds you asshole dead palsey blue stupid thaw cuts the jaw hell piss fuck head rest pure acid hell filthy word mutation laughing hound hereafter stupid clown you asshole
making time in a low rent highrise no place to go downtown crushing crucifixion particles aching harmful descent take a shot and hide subway slam dance stale mattress slow throb bloating freshly open grave barefoot beggar knotted finger turning pages in a book descending no noise the great trees fall calmly through the window see backward elevation faded spirit of the gold toothed whore moon dances wondering how could this ever be kicking the habit possesion in the flesh loves made up melancholy kicking the habit trip back and unleash all anger emerging from the waterfall branch fork horse rear snorted downward a vulgar desire playing cards conjured on fly blown dimly lit round a room of shadows claw the side phantom pinches waking from a dream half eaten candy from some disordered heaven swirling tastes phornicate rotted meat a nested virus feels eating dish aging she sits alone in the worry shes created more time holy hatred kicking the habit
Dude, could you run Linux on something like that? That would totally r0x0r!
level edge backs against the ledge no knives the stone hard eyes without the longing or fear that it would disappear they cling on nuturing never ending obsessions on the table lines needed walls cover tips the balance don't touch me wiped out cornering mouthed the word money head shake handshake out to get a long way from corrosion pushes closer to the edge wired not connected peeling back plastic wrap tinted green and all illusion existing caught up crossfire trading tall tales where are you going where do you fail whats that mean back and forth side by side loose knot weave keep it up altogether or whatever that means passing underneath the trespass dont get to close mouth the word your money if I fade I may and I want to fade away all that I do is pray that you will be there too if this were trying to deceive some minds what the hell do you got to say? altogether
Nice work there, sparky.