And then the next time after that, it will be artillery. And then the time after that, nuclear weapons. And then? Dogs and cats, living together...
And then the next time after that, it will be artillery. And then the time after that, nuclear weapons. And then? Dogs and cats, living together...
It's called Pareidolia: [en.wikipedia.org]
When I design my perfect house, my bathroom floor will have one on the floor. If anything can get your bowels to move while sitting on the Colbert better than that, it must require a pharmacist.
Since Christmas is coming up, can we start a list of things Jesus hates so we know what to get him?
Because of winn-dixie.
Since it was hydroelectric, the water is shunted through a tube to go past the turbine. Blowing a hole at the bottom allows a clear path for any fish to just swim up the river through the hole like it was a natural obstacle.
If you used a blu-ray laser, you could have popped the balloon from across the room.
This is made by Nite-Ize.
App is not available in the US market.
Math class is hard. Let's go shopping!
What? There were no Nissan pick-up trucks around for the plane to land on?
Visual inspection of the exterior of the plane? It's really hard to crack open a window and stick your head out to look at the plane you are flying in.
Yeah I bet if we look real hard we can find a photo or two of certain Giz editors looking like "total assclown(s)". So does that mean we should not take them seriously?
Infographics? We know how the Gizmodo bosses feel about them: [gizmodo.com]
Someone listened to a repeat TAL episode this weekend.
I agree. And if the VIN's don't match, fine his ass!
If the evidence is anecdotal, it's got to be true!
But my homeopathist told me that there was no cancer in the ancient days because they used less chemicals and had normal bowel movements. As it is, I apparently have 30 pounds of feaces in my intestine, and the only way to get rid of it is these special pills he sells for $50 a bottle. Luckily he's not like big…
Only then would we realize that the bed bugs were our friends, just the the Peruvian Flute Bands, and only cities with "infestations" would survive.