If they manage to shoot a rocket into Uranus (rocket will have to be painted red), will they need to change their name from Virgin Galactic to just Galactic?
(Just field testing adapting a Chuck Norris joke for this situation).
One very good reason to declare esports actual sports would be if Wide World of Sports made a comeback.
If that happened, and they replaced the skiier racking himself with some noob getting pwned and teabagged for The Agony of Defeat; then I say do it. Do it nao.
And now that I have read up on it, I understand why I never heard anything about it after the one time I ever saw the trailer. Looks like it was in the same league as Arthur II: On the Rocks, aka we speak not of it.
Sounds like a Dudley Moore movie dealing with extreme truth in advertising I seem to recall from the late 80s or early 90s. Can't be arsed to go look it up right now; so don't remember the name.
The only ones that come to mind at the moment are the one that has the line, "On the way home, we got a flat tire. She jacked; I pumped. She jacked; I pumped. Then we got out and fixed the tire." as well as the tale of Johnny Fuckerfaster (which always seemed to fall apart at the end. Anyone know what the full ending of that one was supposed to be?).
Now surely no modern kid would have known either of those. Right?
Autoflowering seeds are the key there. They can be considered the Jiffypop of weed. I'm going to likely see about getting a couple sometime soon myself, since my first harvest is not proving to be that great. Plant got huge (so big its stem became a tree trunk, effectively), but we transplanted her far later than we should have, and the prognosis for her first yield are not looking good.
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If they manage to shoot a rocket into Uranus (rocket will have to be painted red), will they need to change their name from Virgin Galactic to just Galactic?
(Just field testing adapting a Chuck Norris joke for this situation).
Is curling what they did for the ice before the invention of the zamboni?
I swear, that looks like one of the most dreadfully boring events ever imagined.
One very good reason to declare esports actual sports would be if Wide World of Sports made a comeback.
If that happened, and they replaced the skiier racking himself with some noob getting pwned and teabagged for The Agony of Defeat; then I say do it. Do it nao.
That's the Patent Office, not the Copyright Office.
People think the ability to rapidly stack cups is a sport (at least it isn't an Olympic event yet as far as I know); so the bar is already pretty low.
I will know the end is nigh when speed stacking becomes an Olympic Event.
The very rare, yet still real hermaphrodite makes the count 3.
2 shall ye not count to, unless ye continue on to 3. 5 is way out!
And now that I have read up on it, I understand why I never heard anything about it after the one time I ever saw the trailer. Looks like it was in the same league as Arthur II: On the Rocks, aka we speak not of it.
Sounds like a Dudley Moore movie dealing with extreme truth in advertising I seem to recall from the late 80s or early 90s. Can't be arsed to go look it up right now; so don't remember the name.
I still quote a billboard I remember seeing back around Oklahoma City in the late 80s.
It was a very enlarged picture of some fancy expensive bottle of whiskey. The ad copy merely said, "Not actual size. (too bad)"
Well, I just moved back here back in 2015, so not familiar with Oregon politics before then.
Is this Zeus fellow related to Canada's own cosplay king, Trudeau?
I'm sure they will be able to offer Kate a decent size incentive to not make an issue of it.
The only ones that come to mind at the moment are the one that has the line, "On the way home, we got a flat tire. She jacked; I pumped. She jacked; I pumped. Then we got out and fixed the tire." as well as the tale of Johnny Fuckerfaster (which always seemed to fall apart at the end. Anyone know what the full ending of that one was supposed to be?).
Now surely no modern kid would have known either of those. Right?
It was a fucking joke. Get over yourself, kid.
I don't think you can patent the process of taking a dump.
It has been said that the fastest way to a man's heart is through his stomach, unless he is a vegan; then it is through his vagina.
But then again, I always thought no matter what, the fastest way was through the rib cage.
They will eat all the other stuff that makes up their usual fare, of which skeeters make up only a small percentage.
Maw has died from dysentary.
Please don't give those cocksuckers any further ideas.
Derezz them?
End of line.
Cash, grass, or ass (where ass can mean physical labor in exchange for goods and services; and not just the giggity definition).
Meh. That's just habit. Even without the smiley, it was still a joke.
A good, or even acceptable keyboard just plain does not exist.>
Don't worry. It will get better for you when your opposable thumbs develop. :D
Autoflowering seeds are the key there. They can be considered the Jiffypop of weed. I'm going to likely see about getting a couple sometime soon myself, since my first harvest is not proving to be that great. Plant got huge (so big its stem became a tree trunk, effectively), but we transplanted her far later than we should have, and the prognosis for her first yield are not looking good.
Could they fund broadband everywhere by completely cutting Trudeau's cosplay budget?