Uhh. 361.4 degrees Fahrenheit and 0.012 pounds per square inch.
Uhh. 361.4 degrees Fahrenheit and 0.012 pounds per square inch.
I was going to write that he'd probably appreciate the traffic, but it looked like I was being bitchy.
I vote that we decamp to the Nathan Rabin's Happy Place comments section.
I'm 183cm and about 85-86kg.
Just finished Le Carre's The Spy Who Came in From the Cold.
Bauhaus – Silent Hedges
The Beatles – Do You Want to Know a Secret?
Guns N’ Roses – Nightrain
The Band – Tears of Rage
CHVRCHES – Empty Threat
Led Zeppelin – Stairway to Heaven
Jason & The Scorchers – Absolutely Sweet Marie
Florence + The Machine – All This and Heaven Too
Love – Your Mine and We Belong Together
R.E.M. – World…
"I take it back, I'm a comedian and it was funny, you don't get my sense of humor. I said much weirder things last night."
Goddammit you just made me aspirate my coffee.
Go on…
Does Live Aid count as a benefit concert? Because Queen at Live Aid was basically the high-water mark of western civilisation.
I'm also imagining a version with physics professor and pop-science presenter Brian Cox.
Well to be fair to Geezer Butler, at least when he rhymed "masses" with "masses" he was using homonyms.
…excepting Alice (shaped).
Having spent many, many, many hours of my life playing Fallout 3 over the years, just last week I discovered I can get to my house in Megaton by turning left and going up the hill just before the Brass Lantern, rather than walking through the middle of town and going up the walkway. I mean, we're probably only talking…
I'm continuing my replay of Fallout 3 and just last night did one of the most fun bits; murdering all the slavers in Paradise Falls. With Lincoln's Repeater. I've managed to leave Crimson alive (because I feel sorry for her; intervened just as Clover attempted to murder her). Apparently after a while she goes…
Yup, it was. I had a whole bunch of VHSs right up to about 2005, when my combined TV/VHS player died.
Well, it exists. It's just that I view it the same way I view fan fiction, or comic book tie-ins, or alternative endings on a DVD*. Out there, just fundamentally inessential.
This will be short and not well thought out*, as I'm at work and those unconscionable bastards are actually expecting me to do some today.
*Applauds*
I have a 1.4l TSI. I typically get nearly 50mpg out of it, and that's my crappy commute on the M25. And I have no idea what it does 0-60 in, but it accelerates quick enough to let me change lanes without getting honked at.