Occam's Razor.
Occam's Razor.
¡Sorpresa! They disappeared either near or over a body of water... Or over the Andes, with their big, desolate areas of nothingness. I wonder if that had anything to do with it?
They did... And they did this to me:
True story: I figured out a rubber band trick at the Renaissance Fair in Maryland, and the magician almost called security on me. Some of them take their trade too serious.
And the strabismus seems to have been fixed as well.
You think that stuff on your junk is bad. Remind me to tell you about gonorrhea of the joints.
Yeah, okay, anything on your junk is worse.
Meh. She wasn't wearing her seatbelt and he was driving distracted. Having seen too many mangled bodies from stupid car accidents, this was not my favorite thing on the net.
You know what would be even more awesome (because this is a blog about awesome stuff)? Them slamming into something and the little girl coming at us at 50 miles an hour. That I would pay to see.
In all honesty, it wasn't the FBI that threw them in jail. It was the courts (and/or the jury in those courts). Unlike other countries in which police forces really do make you disappear, we have the whole habeas corpus thing here in the States. Just a minor point of contention, though.
I don't have time for your GIFs to load. Good day, sir!
You forgot torches.
Better than Sucker Punch? Now I know you wrote this in jest.
Yeah, but not thoroughly.
Spray and pray, comrade! Spray and pray!
True story: Grandma cleaned the toilet with clorox and left a big amount of it there. I then walked in after waking up from a nap and peed into it. The urine mixed with the clorox and created ammonium chloride gas. My throat and windpipe were burned, but not too severely.
There are no such things as mistakes, only opportunities. Go where the road leads you. You might find yourself in a better place.
Nice catch.
Don't get me started on mental disorders and neurologic conditions. Just don't.
Truth. Justice... All that stuff.