This one for me:
This one for me:
Wow, really? People can't buy those chemicals in the UK?
There are so many wrong things in this video that I don't know where to start:
Why does it have to be something as complex as a mix of "60 variable chromosomes"?
Mh, nice to see an article about chemical mischief. The sugar - potassium nitrate combination works good and produces a lot of smoke. But in powdered form it burns too fast. I suggest you melt the sugar with the potassium nitrate in a hot bath (CAUTION: DO NOT use a direct flame. Be careful doing it).
What's wrong with her?
I can add Budapest (old, but relatively clean), Madrid (Clean), Berlin (Clean), Santiago (Clean), Buenos Aires (dirty).
Problem is, audio is generally in stereo. Try to listen to a song like Highway to Hell with one earbud and tell me how it goes.
So, basically, you think USA will go the Deus Ex way?
That photo is beautiful!
I just don't understand this horror with spiders. Yes, naturally we have some tendency to fear them. But why would you kill it just because you are afraid of it?
5... 4... 3... 1!
So... the Soyuz emergency kit includes weapons? Good to know, if I ever find myself trapped inside a capsule with crazy cosmonauts.
It depended on the cabinet. Yes, some designs had buttons on either side, but they were few.
And that is where I think lies the problem. Do people think that your spine needs someone else to be straightened?. Or that you can actually straighten it? Have you ever seen in nature an animal straightening some other animal back? Did nature designed it so bad that it needs to go through this procedure?
I don't know if this has ever happened to any of you but...
When I was a kid, I wondered the same, but for arcades. In the arcades, the joystick was always on the left, and the buttons on the right. On the contrary, on most home computer joysticks, like the Atari Joystick pictured here, the button was on the left, so you used your right hand on the stick. I was accustomed to…
I once went to a Chinese massage workshop with a friend (she was hot). Part of it, was cracking the back. Thing is, the "teacher" cracked my upper back. I felt fine that day. But the day after, my back was in pain, and the pain lasted several days.
It's broken man. It's broken.
Looks like these kids don't understand the concept of private space (I don't know if that's the word in English, in Spanish is "espacio privado"). You have nothing to hide? Does your boyfriend/girlfriend hold hands with you while you take a dump in the toilet? Does he/she read your personal diary?