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rada: WHORES FROM THE SCORPIO CONSTELLATION
rada: http://www.theregister.co.uk/2008/03/31/kofels_asteroid/
rada: that's some freaky shit
husk: likewise: http://www.asylum.com/2008/03/31/no-picnic-man-charged-with-screwing-a-patio-table/
rada: that's crazier than the story about the guy fucking a pumpkin in a pumpkin patch
husk: its awesome that he got arrested
husk: i mean, he's gonna be the patio-fucker forever
husk: forget being invited to bar-b-q's anymore
rada: lol
husk: + he has kids, that's even better
husk: school torment on the menu tomorrow
rada: yea.....he might rape someone's chair
husk: seems to be into tables (litterally) but who knows
rada: someone will have to pay for their child therapy
husk: and new lawn furniture
rada: wait, i give you evidence that Sodom and Gomorrah is in reference to an asteroid crash and i get the patio-fucker in return?
husk: i saw that clay tablet article this morning, but i was just about to post that link right when you did
husk: no relation
rada: dah......ok
husk: though I'm sure he would fuck an assyrian clay tablet if he had one
rada: only if there was an Assyrian patio to do it on
rada: maybe the 2 are connected
rada: Sodom's sins led to the word "sodomy"
rada: but what about Gomorrah?
rada: maybe they all were fucking patio-furniture?
husk: it gets to a certain point where couch cushions just don't do the trick anymore
husk: that and, his wife I suppose
rada: ever fucked a pillow?
husk: not yet
rada: i did when i was younger.  i used lube in a plastic shopping bag.  it was pretty disappointing.
husk: i was about to post all this on Equivocal
rada: hahaha
rada: you still should
husk: by the by, you needed to strap the shopping bag with duct tape to create more of a solid entry
husk: so i heard
rada: oh
rada: yeah, that's probably what went wrong
rada: if i lose my arms some day, maybe i'll try that

FUCK CAPTAIN PLANET

troll: captain planet has a mullet
husk: its kinda funny that it never caught on
husk: y'know, kids didn't like it
husk: it's like kids rejected the planet's cry for help
husk: "fuck all this proactive shit, gimme fighting robots"
troll: but its very sad at the same time
husk: no it's funny
husk: and the mullet had nothing to do with it
husk: MacGuyver had a mullet and he saved the world for like 19 seasons
husk: granted those episodes must've cost like 20$ each to produce

I'M SO CLEVER!!!@$%

old crush (limerence)

"I have been enjoying an old highschool crush of mine living a few streets away from me.
"which is a big deal if you know how big S***** is and how far we are from our highschool.
"It's a good random accident. AND she's gotten all fat, which is heartening, somehow.
"then later I guess I got AIDS, etc. Well, 1 luv people!"

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THE BOMB ASSIST JUMP

Not to be confused with the Bomb Jump technique which propels Samus up while she's in ball form through the timed placement of bombs, this is a move that's useful when you need to make a jump that's a bit higher than you can jump on your own... 1) Roll into a ball and set a bomb 2) Stand up before the bomb detonates. DO NOT MOVE after you stand! 3) Let the explosion propel you up. 4) As long as Samus is in the standing position, she can jump.

SHHH

Snappy clothes and space oddity pupils aren't always enough to catch a crowd's attention.

Acid Canyon

2FeS₂ + 7O₂ + 2H₂O → 2Fe²⁺ + 4SO₄^2- + 4H⁺

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"So in the end, we're fucked, because we're not smart enough to harness the power of the sun for all society. We're too stupid to figure that out, so we're fucked."

"I guess that's why I don't want kids, because I can't see myself exposing themselves to society's previous fuckups."

"Then you're selfish. Did our parents feel the same way when they were our age? They still had families and children. That's selfish of you to say."

"Our society has demarcating contrasts when compared to theirs. I can't imagine myself ever raising kids. At the present, it's something I've never considered; in that regard, I think I'm merely immature and not so much selfish."

"No, you are..."

"Ha! Well, I used to feel obligated to my grandparents to have kids...but really, consciousness evolves, so worlds collide when you reach back to previous generations like that. My reality will probably be different 10 year from now. So until then, fuck you and fuck kids."

isn't there something easier

joe bloggz: http://www.cnn.com/2008/CRIME/03/26/microwave.baby.ap/index.html
husk: not another one
joe bloggz: dude ONLY got 25 years
joe bloggz: for microwaving a FUCKING BABY
husk: there's a BUN IN THE OVEN
joe bloggz: why the fuck would you mcirowave a baby
joe bloggz: isnt there something easier
joe bloggz: like faking SIDS
husk: no popcorn
husk: Lost won't return 'til april
husk: numerous reasons
joe bloggz: fair

Virginia is where I am, Pennsylvania is where I grew up.

In Virginia: people drive differently the pace is some sort of a cross between primal/smooth; checks seem to be used more often; the rocks are different, the hills roll differently around them, they break the surface differently, more like with the surface rather than in spite of it; there are cedar trees along the highway; there seem to be more crosses, but maybe they are Virginia Easter decorations or maybe not; the people seem more kind, they say have a nice day and seem to mean it more; there are no foreign cars; Kudzu is everywhere it looks like someone sprayed everything in gray silly string. Virginia! Its a Winner!

ROADBLACK

troll: what color will Roadblock be, white or black? i predict black. i dont want no Shipwreck. please.
troll: and no Serpentor
husk: who knows
troll: god knows

Cringe and bar it

Purple skies fell onto maintenance eyes. Complaints were recorded, shelved, disguarded. Look at the aftermath of a crane-death. Vacate your premises for the collapse of a sentinal edifice.

CAPS LOCK was at the door

husk: knock knock
husk: ... ?
troll: not answering the door
husk: knock knock
husk: knock knock
husk: knock knock
husk: knock knock
troll: 'pas de colporteurs'
husk: knock knock
husk: knock knock
husk: knock knock
husk: knock knock
husk: knock knock
husk: knock knock
husk: knock knock
troll: you get a 12hr ban
husk: knock knock
troll has gone offline.

AIR BUD 5

"FUCKING AIR BUD IS AT IT AGAIN AS HE HELPS A TEAM OF HANDICAPED CHILDREN WIN AGAINST THE RUSSIANS IN A JUNIOR HIGH HOCKEY LEAGUE AND WACKY HIJINKS ENSUES!" A DOG CAN'T PLAY HOCKEY LOLZ GUESS AGAIN

Troll facts 03

I fucking hate 'Werther's originals'.

The Village of Kamu

We have finally arrived. Denial is surrounding us. The kids are playing a weird game. A man aproaches. He smiles and gives me a flower. I can see through his lies. "Take me to the Elder" i order him.

As we approach the Elder's hut, we are followed by three daggerwolfs. They are whispering to each other. Unfortunetely, I never understood their strange language. Back to the matter at hand,
I slowly grip my katana and prepare for the confrontation. Echoes of kids laughter can be heard from within the hut.

Strange are the ways of the people of Kamu.

to be continued...

Troll facts 02

Husk: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4PcL6-mjRNk

Troll: cool, i think. defeats the purpose of interacting with our pets.

Husk: maybe just occupying him while we're away

Troll: Id strap that little boy to the slingshot

Troll: I hate kids

no more crack

IF YOU'LL RECALL THE FROLICKING PREMONITION I ALLUDED TO LAST IT WASN'T SO MUCH A SUPERSTITIOUS UNEASE AS A "tall, skinny Hoops McKean running to klepto-cadaver feed." THAT'S THE HOUSE HE USED TO LIVE IN.

uniting body and mind one weekend a month

retracted fine line coal mines
retracted lines in the coal mine
refracted mind to find the lines of the coal mine
lines are habits, habits are mind
mind is line in habit
habit is action of the line
to find mind habit the line
mind habits is trajectory to the space of habit of line
it is mind games when following the one to the fear
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I'm going to LAW SCHOOL (i don't believ ein nuthin no' mo')

and just a reminder about an update.

(The end) Goccia Blu

STOP THE WORLD! I WANNA GET OFF!

1) Yasujiro Ozu -- Tôkyô monogatari (1953)
2) Ingmar Bergman -- Sjunde inseglet, Det (1957)
3) Federico Fellini -- 8½ (1963)
4) Jean-Luc Godard -- Week End (1967)
5) Robert Bresson -- Au hasard Balthazar (1966)
6) Michael Haneke -- Funny Games (1997)
7) Takeshi Kitano -- Sonatine (1993)
8) Steven Spielberg -- Schindler's List (1993)
9) Elem Klimov -- Idi i smotri (1985)
10) Giuseppe Tornatore -- Nuovo cinema Paradiso (1988)

the pharmacratic inquisition, using research done my john marco allegro

Aleksandr Solzhenitsyn

Sam Shepard

solaris, die spieglemanufaktur, front row centre, i paint for the love of color

bitarruf tie-bay? yaani cohol ---do you know taybeh, the beer?

Frank freedom (blue drip)

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Terrible, isn't it?

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GONE, GONE, GONE BEYOND, GONE BEYOND BEYOND, THE SHORES OF MAGENTA

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Cakewalking kills idleness (reprise)

A slight alteration of an old favorite.

One jagged rock hits the head of Sir Buenos Aries.
BA feels a shock
sips a packet of tea. Let us see whose hand is at work.
Strolling along the avenue
past a construction site could be deadly; easy disposal.

Cakewalk into the foundation: lost magnifying glass, old phone number (EV9-4999), #3.5 pencil, white conté crayon, small bones of a hamster, old soda bottle, fifty-two copies of Saturday Evening Post, religious and socialist pamphlets, grey overalls, many bottle caps and cigarette butts.

Idly passing the stash of fortunes, Sir BA is inquisitor, decider and murder
With hippy-strands of corduroy and acrylic.
Takes a handful of cement and shot-puts a cloud towards
aluminum siding separating site from street.
The demarcation slams a hard B flat. No one is around. Strike a match on his sole, say hello to Chesterfield.

Cakewalk back to the street: more butts and caps, same Saturday Evening Posts (take a Rockwell-gander), old wigs (brunettes, reds and blondes) one black one purple moustache, rusty lunchbox, discarded Eggo box, old sardine tins reflecting bending setting-red rays, lampshades, a box marked “bric-a-brac,” a small figure of a ninja, sixty-nine pieces of sheetrock, forty-eight sheets of sandpaper various grits, large barrels of water, starling and sparrow baths.

Mysterious hands exhaust the inquisitive, time to retire.
Sir Buenos Aries only drinks cocktails at café tables. Entranced
in the rays of the disappearing sun, cakewalking only delays inevitable inebriation. Downs amaretto orange, preening at the polarized glass. He thought how good
he looks while walking.

One second of decision brings BA down Amsterdam
to the entrance of Bitter Drake’s Fine Spirits. He’d ponder selling juniper tincture
to the kids of a private school. For a while,
he’d feel both pain and relief for passing down the art of slow-death.

Cakewalking kills idleness.

Troll facts 01

I, to the contrary to most people, love being rick rolled.

patriotz (were all)

went to the titty bar last night. just not any titty bar. ABCO. (Alaskan Bush Co.)
It's really terrible in that great way. For 1 dollar you can get a bush dive which is probably the most disgusting thing you'll ever experience in your life (and pay for it.) You put your head on the whore stage...and the bitch puts both of her knees on either side of your face and dangles her hooker cunt inches form your face then smashes her tits on them directly. some of them kiss you (blegghh) some of them do other things. The main point is the put a dollar in front of your friends when the fat, particularly ugly ones come on. but don't put a dollar...but a 5 or 20 in front of him just to make sure she bugs him all night about private dances. beware of stripppers pulling your shirt up and slapping your stomach hard as fuck. there is an imprint of a hand on my tummy today and it hurts. you might say bad things happen to bad people and i would agree with you.

so then we went to a "xxx adult show" downtown. But it wasnt a strip club. they wanted 100 dollars to get in the door and it was past 2 AM. The girl who opened the door upon knocking because of the sign that read "knock and a model will be with you momentarily" (or whatever it said) wasn't that hot at all. and she acted like we didn't have 100 dollars to which we all rationalized..she's probably used to ugly, fat, old men and why would guys like us pay for sex. it was obviously a whore house, right? Probably. (Note to self: Don't wear swear shirts, even if they are from an upscale boutique and made of cashmere...everyone just thinks its a sweatshirt)

the best part was driving in the camaro over there. you know, get in character. camaros have really bad blind spots which concerned me.

I'm really tired today..not sure why.

WHERE WE HEADED? N 45˚ 22' 0" X W 73˚ 44' 57"

It's a long long way from here to there. There to here, on the other hand, ain't that long. I'm not being clever. Fuck you, it's early yet.

Another socio-econo-political gap [for ron paul]

The Ramones music plays like pure pop to our ears now. It's hard to believe that their approach made people feel genuinely offput and shaken up back in their time.

Remember, the Ramones is as far back to the kids of today as the fuggin Glenn Miller Orchestra was to the Beatles. HA!

I ACTUALLY FEEL NOSTALGIA FOR THE KIND OF DISAFFECT THOSE LATE 70'S KID FELT. AT LEAST THEY HAD THE GUMPTION TO TURN IT INTO SELF-DESTRUCTION. KIDS TODAY ARE SO IMPOTENT AND NUMB ALL THEY CAN DO IS POINT IT OUTWARD IN THE FORM OF SHAMELESS CONSUMERISM. IT'S THE SAME WAY I FEEL NOSTALGIA FOR A KAFKA-VISION OF OFFICE ALIENATION. TODAY'S CUBICLE WORKER BEES HANG UP SELF-EFFACTING CLIPPINGS OF DILBERT AND WORSHIP AT THE ALTAR OF THEIR OWN BLAND MISERY.

you do realize that a lot of the apathy our young people feel, their obsession with the self, is created by the consumer culture we forward by shopping at costco and wal mart and target.

THAT OBSESSION WITH THE SELF STEMS DIRECTLY FROM THE UTTER FAILURE OF 60'S RADICALISM/UTOPIANISM
in other words:
the failure of idealistic liberals from the 60s...the manson family goes on a killing spree and everyone realizes that not every ideal is a good one

WHEN THE RADICALS HIT THE MASSIVE BRICK WALL OF THE POLICE AND THE FEDERAL GOVERNMENT, THEY TURNED INWARD CLAIMING, "WELL, IF WE CAN'T CHANGE THE WORLD WE CAN AT LEAST WORK ON OURSELVES". ALL THE YIPPIES AND ALL THE RADICALS GOT MIRED IN SELF-HELP IDEOLOGY LIKE EST AND OTHER "NEW THERAPIES". THE PROBLEM IS THAT THEY NEVER CAME OUT OF IT. EST WAS THE BIGGEST FUCKING JOKE AND IT'S HARD TO BELIEVE IT TOOK OVER THE NATION LIKE IT DID. THEN THOSE PEOPLE WENT ON TO VOTE FOR REAGAN, AND THEIR KIDS WERE THE FIRST GENERATION OF BLANKED-MINDS OF THE 90s.

The so-called Pepsi Generation....MTV generation...Gen X......what else is there?

THEIR CHIEF AXIOM [EST] WAS, "THE EXISTENTIALISTS SAID THAT LIFE HAD NO MEANING...WHICH IS TRUE....EXCEPT THE EXISTENTIALISTS MADE THE GRAND MISTAKE OF SAYING THAT THIS REALIZATION IN ITSELF HAD SOME KIND OF MEANING". EST CLAIMED THAT LIFE'S MEANINGLESSNESS WAS A FORM OF LIBERATION AND THAT IT WAS ONE'S RESPONSIBILITY TO FOCUS ONLY ON ONE'S OWN IMMMEDIATE HAPPINESS. THIS KIND OF THINKING TOOK THE NATION BY STORM AND WAS MANIPULATED BY THE REAGAN CAMPAIGN TO WIN A CONSTITUANCY.

This sounds like a lot of bullshit libertarian dogma to me.

THE FINAL NAIL IN THE COFFIN WAS HAMMERED WHEN THE CLINTON ADMINISTRATION USED THE SAME TACTICS TO SECURE HIS 2ND TERM.

Wow, he's on a rampage that stems from sympathy of 70s punkers.

MY POINT IS SIMPLE, AN OUTLINE.....YOU CAN DRAW A SAD AND NOBLE LINE FROM FDR ALL THE WAY TO 1ST TERM CLINTON. THEN THE BUCK STOPS.

Pissed on my legs

Troll: Ever wake up to shit in the morning, so you sit on the bowl, and realise you have to piss too, but you have morning wood so end up pissing on your legs?

Husk: no

Troll: k, me either

Husk:lol, that was a bit too elaborate for a "me neither"

Vocoee (real footage)

Real footage of the 1974 world series showing Brian "handsy" Sivel attempting and failing the
infamous Singaporean outlaw fast ball, The Vocoee. (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Vocoee)

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MORE THAN MEETS YOUR EXPECTATIONS FROM A DOLLAR STORE TOY FRANCHISE KNOCK-OFF

This is a gray & red TRANSPORT®TRANSFORMER (the lack of plural makes it even less of a legal swipe). It transforms simply by bending over itself ... and by removing the arms and head ... then, I guess you could put those spare parts on the back of his truck legs and roll out.