I just imagined Vader’s helmet pressed from black cocaine. heh.
I just imagined Vader’s helmet pressed from black cocaine. heh.
I believe this video will show you all you need to know to deeply understand the echo of the dolphin.
You pulled it off! Reminds me of the time I got pulled over very late at night at the tail end of a low-dose acid trip. The cop asked me a few questions, I was calm and straightforward so he let me go. At the very end he suddenly asked me “Hey, why are your pupils so dialated?” I said “I’m just tired” and drove off…
I love how prosecuted looks so much like prosciutto. It makes me think of Hollywood’s version of the mafia.
I’m not familiar with M&M’s Exidor, but maybe they lifted the name from this film?
My favorite food porn scene is from Exit to Eden.. with the butter and the cinnamon.. and Dana Delany.. wait, am I missing the point?
That’s what I imagined when I first heard of this low-level metallurgy scam.
I guess they’re not trying to hide a full 12 ounces of sand in the can.. a little goes a long way when you weigh out 4 or 5 garbage bags full of them. (tidbits of information you pick up in Chicago)
But what’s the point? It’s my understanding that recycling centers don’t take crushed cans (and these aren’t really crushed) because they’ve been burned too many times by crushed cans filled with sand. That’s why you see all the backalley aluminum collectors pushing around shopping carts full of uncrushed cans.
Don’t forget, tomorrow is Monolith Monday!
“It’s supposed to “plop satisfyingly” and features the following ingredients:”
Is a quarterstick actually equal to 25% of a standard stick of dynamite?
Well, I’ll certainly watch the movie (..just added it to Netflix queue), but most of all, I think this would make a fantastic episode of Drunk History.
My grandmother tells many stories about her youth and her father’s bakery in the 5000 block of W. Madison in Chicago (there’s a McDonald’s on the property nowadays). This particular story is the most memorable: She was a little girl around the 1930s, and apparently my great-grandfather the baker had a really nice car…
Make it into a prosthetic eye.. a magic prosthetic eye that can see into the souls of mankind and summon unicorns.
Dear guy, perhaps I can help your life:
I’d dismissed that as being too obvious. I like WBC(heese) better. *hands over ears “lalalalala”*
This is a halloween costume, right? Westboro Baptist Cheese? I can’t figure it out.
Well, I think it’s an important distinction without much grey area in between.. it’s poisonous if you eat it and it’s yucky (cream of broccoli soup from 1985 is poisonous, and so are toads and so is poison ivy). It’s venomous if it actively zaps you with chemicals (like a hornet or a Brazilian wandering spider or a…
That was awesome. “...He just ripped my trousers, that’s all.”