Scientists are already warning us to get ready for massive "water wars."
Ah, who could forget those?
And when the sun ducked away, we continued the fight inside, soaking every piece of furniture and carpet, nearly drowning the kitten.
Then our mother returned from work and broke our water guns.
But I'm ready.
Seems like handing the fox the keys to the henhouse while you slip off for a brewski.
In real life, naturally, the fox wouldn't be able to open the door, even with keys. That's because he didn't join the evolutionary joy-ride providing him with an opposable thumb. And I don't understand why you'd hand over the keys to a fox at all, no matter how much brewski you'd had.
Unless the brewski made you believe that the fox could, in fact, open the door with the keys, but that he seemed like such a nice feller that you appointed him the doorman title.
But at that point, you wouldn't really be fit to look after the hens anyway.
And they'd start their own civilization, developing advanced technology on their own, accumulating scientific knowledge, and eventually take over the world. Cockily kicking mankind out of existence, solving the spam problem once and for all.
I shred my used toilet paper, so that they can't use my biological ID info.
I take it one roll at the time, naturally, since the shredder will keep going till all the bio-data is destroyed, without having to hand-feed it and attract unwanted attention.
Ah, but when other people hear about and see this, they'll nod, saying: Our government is doing something with it. and instantly believe that there's more going on. That this is just the surface and so on.
Alas! The government has succeded in their mission; creating a distraction to hide their incompetence. The truth, which anyone with common sense would see, is that nobody has any good idea as to how to stop a would-be illdoer.
Why? Since he's not wearing his Terrorist badge, obviously.
You cannot bind a creative mind.
Try alcohol.
After a while you'll only have a partial memory, and you'll build illogical bridges across the gaps. So the friend of yours in casu would have worked with Time Magazine, and you told him the film was great, upon which he built his review. You also once met Lucas, back when he was poor, and that time he wasn't fat, but an amiable feller who liked Guinness just as you.
Then he made a movie and was rich. But he became rich before the movie, since the movie was finally released this year.
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Actually, I was just going to submit a link to my thoughts on my birthday party a week ago.
It was kind of lame since we had tapas, and if you've been reading my blog, you know that I'm not totally into the tapas. Not totally.
But I know it was an expression of love, and of gratitude, and for that I'm grateful. Colour me touched.
Then I saw aliens the other day. It's not my favourite (number 3 is), but I still think it's funny. Those aliens make about the same noise the darn neighbourhood cats do when they're getting it on somewhere in the vicinity. You can barely sleep in that noise. They mostly come at night. Mostly.
Today I haven't done much. I bought a ATA33 cable, this dude behind the counter was just staring at me, so, you know, I just placed my elbow on the counter and stared back at 'him and said, like: They are really hard to come by.
Since I'm here, I'd like to give a shout-out to my brothers and my sister, my mother and father, and just let you know that I miss you all and that life in the big city is not all that. And mum, I couldn't survive much longer on frozen pizza. Thanks for the food!
I still don't have enough cash for a vacuum cleaner (although I have ordered a small, USB-powered vacuum cleaner, but I don't have enough cable) so I suggest you do not come visiting just yet. My mail is down, but that's ok, just hang out on/. and we'll meet here.
Actually, the blogosphere is clearly defined: "blogosphere" is the new buzz word that has replaced "information super highway." It's what idiots like to call a collection of "blogs," otherwise known as a tragedy.
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So that's your theory?
That means the "first" big bang was a dupe, right?
Scientists are already warning us to get ready for massive "water wars."
Ah, who could forget those?
And when the sun ducked away, we continued the fight inside, soaking every piece of furniture and carpet, nearly drowning the kitten.
Then our mother returned from work and broke our water guns.
But I'm ready.
the toothless protests of environmental protection groups.
Try hugging a tree, and I guarantee you economic considerations won't be the first thing to enter your mind.
That the car the Duracell Bunny drives?
Looks helluvalot like a boat with wheels to me.
It just isn't the same without another nuclear superpower.
So what, exactly, are you suggesting here?
McFlu? McTami?
Please. I wouldn't eat it if my life depended on it.
You'll have college kids switching it with sugar pills just for the kick of it.
_ ______ _____ ____ __ a ___ idea.
But ____, Microsoft ___ _____ ____ my best of friends.
In fact, __ ___ _____ ____ a friend. *sigh*
I dunno.
Seems like handing the fox the keys to the henhouse while you slip off for a brewski.
In real life, naturally, the fox wouldn't be able to open the door, even with keys. That's because he didn't join the evolutionary joy-ride providing him with an opposable thumb. And I don't understand why you'd hand over the keys to a fox at all, no matter how much brewski you'd had.
Unless the brewski made you believe that the fox could, in fact, open the door with the keys, but that he seemed like such a nice feller that you appointed him the doorman title.
But at that point, you wouldn't really be fit to look after the hens anyway.
And they'd start their own civilization, developing advanced technology on their own, accumulating scientific knowledge, and eventually take over the world. Cockily kicking mankind out of existence, solving the spam problem once and for all.
You shouldn't underestimate the passions of the adolescent mind.
When I was 12, the strippers in Duke Nukem 3D would give me a hard-on.
It always scared the sh*t out of me when they exploded and became aliens. File under: childhood trauma.
I shred my used toilet paper, so that they can't use my biological ID info.
I take it one roll at the time, naturally, since the shredder will keep going till all the bio-data is destroyed, without having to hand-feed it and attract unwanted attention.
Ah, but when other people hear about and see this, they'll nod, saying: Our government is doing something with it. and instantly believe that there's more going on. That this is just the surface and so on.
Alas! The government has succeded in their mission; creating a distraction to hide their incompetence. The truth, which anyone with common sense would see, is that nobody has any good idea as to how to stop a would-be illdoer.
Why? Since he's not wearing his Terrorist badge, obviously.
You cannot bind a creative mind.
BTW, the WTC 9/11 was not as original as I first thought. A B-25 bomber crashed into the Empire State Building back in 1945.
Try alcohol.
After a while you'll only have a partial memory, and you'll build illogical bridges across the gaps. So the friend of yours in casu would have worked with Time Magazine, and you told him the film was great, upon which he built his review. You also once met Lucas, back when he was poor, and that time he wasn't fat, but an amiable feller who liked Guinness just as you.
Then he made a movie and was rich. But he became rich before the movie, since the movie was finally released this year.
And with current oil prices, those industrial nations will be buying it!
Stick to those styles - dont improvise and be creative.
Thanks! That's gotta be the worst tip I've heard ever:)
Now I'll just go home, turn on the TV and watch the world rot.
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It may lead us to what happened to (...) pre-historic humans and more information about them.
Well, if these pre-historic humans were 2,500 metres below the sea surface, then my guess is that they drowned.
*ducks
the entire planet will be mapped in 3D.
And even there Americans will be sicker than Brits.
But seriously, we all know SketchUp stole the patent for their 3D world from the Duke Nukem Forever Mapeditor®. Do no Evil?
Ooooh don't listen to them! Here, have a cookie!
And 25% overrated.
Actually, I was just going to submit a link to my thoughts on my birthday party a week ago. /. and we'll meet here.
It was kind of lame since we had tapas, and if you've been reading my blog, you know that I'm not totally into the tapas. Not totally.
But I know it was an expression of love, and of gratitude, and for that I'm grateful. Colour me touched.
Then I saw aliens the other day. It's not my favourite (number 3 is), but I still think it's funny. Those aliens make about the same noise the darn neighbourhood cats do when they're getting it on somewhere in the vicinity. You can barely sleep in that noise. They mostly come at night. Mostly.
Today I haven't done much. I bought a ATA33 cable, this dude behind the counter was just staring at me, so, you know, I just placed my elbow on the counter and stared back at 'him and said, like: They are really hard to come by.
Since I'm here, I'd like to give a shout-out to my brothers and my sister, my mother and father, and just let you know that I miss you all and that life in the big city is not all that. And mum, I couldn't survive much longer on frozen pizza. Thanks for the food!
I still don't have enough cash for a vacuum cleaner (although I have ordered a small, USB-powered vacuum cleaner, but I don't have enough cable) so I suggest you do not come visiting just yet. My mail is down, but that's ok, just hang out on
Actually, the blogosphere is clearly defined:
"blogosphere" is the new buzz word that has replaced "information super highway." It's what idiots like to call a collection of "blogs," otherwise known as a tragedy.
Maddox
I think you're right. I don't read Harry Potter since it's totally suicidal.. from a literary pow.
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I think your comment was funny, even though I was forced to read it.