Must find something to distract myself from wrongness. Must find something to distract myself from wrongness.
Hey wait, is that a levitating 5 1/4 inch floppy in the second picture? What's the deal with that?
DPDarkPrimus is my boyfriend!
SDNW4 Nation: The Refuge And, on Nova Terra, Al-Stan the Totally and Completely Honest and Legitimate Weapons Dealer and Used Starship Salesman slept on a bed made of money, with a blaster under his pillow and his sombrero pulled over his face. This is to say, he slept very well indeed.
Mayabird wrote:Must find something to distract myself from wrongness. Must find something to distract myself from wrongness.
Hey wait, is that a levitating 5 1/4 inch floppy in the second picture? What's the deal with that?
He threw it just before the photographer snapped the shot, I'd wager.
"There is a principle which is a bar against all information, which is proof against all arguments and which cannot fail to keep a man in everlasting ignorance--that principle is contempt prior to investigation." -Herbert Spencer
"Against stupidity the gods themselves contend in vain." - Schiller, Die Jungfrau von Orleans, III vi.
Museum of Hoaxes wrote:Update: These pictures were taken in 1985 by celebrity photographer Deborah Feingold shortly after the release of Windows 1.0. There's no evidence that they ever appeared in Teen Beat.
Although that is Bill Gates.
Who's the more foolish, the fool or the fool who follows him? -Obi-Wan Kenobi
"In the unlikely event that someone comes here, hates everything we stand for, and then donates a big chunk of money anyway, I will thank him for his stupidity." -Darth Wong, Lord of the Sith
Well, uhm. Well. Uhm. Wow. There's really not much I can say in response to something of that sheer... ... god, words are really escaping me. I think my brain Blue Screen of Death-ed.
"The rest of the poem plays upon that pun. On the contrary, says Catullus, although my verses are soft (molliculi ac parum pudici in line 8, reversing the play on words), they can arouse even limp old men. Should Furius and Aurelius have any remaining doubts about Catullus' virility, he offers to fuck them anally and orally to prove otherwise." - Catullus 16, Wikipedia
There's too much blood in my caffiene system! When women are depressed they either eat or go shopping. Men invade other countries. SoS:NBA Because boys are icky
When a hot naked chick poses like that it's Playboy material.
When it's a weird nerdy guy, it's just so wrong in so many ways.
aerius: I'll vote for you if you sleep with me. Lusankya: Deal!
Say, do you want it to be a threesome with your wife? Or a foursome with your wife and sister-in-law? I'm up for either.
"On the infrequent occasions when I have been called upon in a formal place to play the bongo drums, the introducer never seems to find it necessary to mention that I also do theoretical physics." -Richard Feynman
He probably should have had a good meal and 10 hours of sleep before that shot. Without it his eyes look...evil.
WE, however, do meddle in the affairs of others.
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Skeptical Armada Cynic: ROU Aggressive Logic
SDN Ranger: Skeptical Ambassador EOD
Mr Golgotha, Ms Scheck, we're running low on skin. I suggest you harvest another lesbian!
Considering how much money that man has I'll bet the women are more willing to remove their panties for him than for the rest of us mere average incomers.
The most basic assumption about the world is that it does not contradict itself.
Wicked Pilot wrote:Considering how much money that man has I'll bet the women are more willing to remove their panties for him than for the rest of us mere average incomers.
Seriously. I'll bet if he posed with all his money stacked up around him he'd be pretty sexy.
Any city gets what it admires, will pay for, and, ultimately, deserves…We want and deserve tin-can architecture in a tinhorn culture. And we will probably be judged not by the monuments we build but by those we have destroyed.--Ada Louise Huxtable, "Farewell to Penn Station", New York Times editorial, 30 October 1963 X-Ray Blues
Well, uhm. Well. Uhm. Wow. There's really not much I can say in response to something of that sheer... ... god, words are really escaping me. I think my brain Blue Screen of Death-ed.
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