Blokey
Alf, in pog form
Blokey

The story I read was that the pilot had forgotten to turn his phone off before the flight. A text message came in and the pilot was distracted by trying to turn his phone off, not because he was texting someone.

However, this courageous old salt, who's 'do was considered to be period correct, was allowed to remain installed on the Pentagon's wall.

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The point being of course, that Apple has blitzed the opposition.

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They were cruising at an altitude of 401 feet.

I'm Australian and if a bloke doing burnouts destroyed my fence I'd see to it that his sorry arse was served up to the cops on a platter. Doing this shit in a built up neighbourhood is for self-centered girls dicks; there's plenty of of wide open spaces in Oz where hoons can outwork their burnouts in peace without

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Laughed at this wholeheartedly!

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Consider it done.

Interesting tidbit from Wikipedia - Alvin was lost overboard in 1968 and sunk to 5000 feet; it was recovered about 8 months later, and according to Wikipedia:

N.Korea will find their launches will be far less zany when they ditch the coyote.

Ha, sounds like a sound effect noise that Don Martin from Mad Magazine would have used in his cartoons!

Years ago here in Australia there was a spate of incidents where Coca Cola machines would call up the emergency operator. The coke machines were designed to make a automated phone call to the vendor when the machine needed restocking. The Australian emergency number is 000, and what was happening was whenever the

In cash-strapped North Korea, launch will take place at half-time.

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I saw one of those crying dolls leaning against a car at a car show I went to. I got so infuriated that I kicked it about 30 feet up the row - and hurt my damn foot because the doll was heavier than I expected it to be. The doll turned out to be the car owners kid who was looking at himself in the chrome bumper bar.