Saturday, October 01, 2005
Friday, September 30, 2005
NEW DRUG WARNING
Police are warning all men who frequent clubs, parties and local pubs to be alert and stay cautious when offered a drink by any woman.
A date rape drug on the market called "beer" is used by many females to target unsuspecting men - the drug is generally found in liquid form and is now widely available everywhere - it comes in bottles, cans and from taps and also in large "kegs".
"Beer" is being used by female sexual predators at parties and bars to persuade their male victims to have sex with them - a women only needs to persuade the unsuspecting male to consume a few units of beer before they are asked to go home for "no strings attached" sex - men are rendered helpless by this approach.
After several "beers" men will often succumb to perform sexual acts with horrific women to whom they are not normally attracted - on waking in the morning they will only have a hazy memory of what happened the night before - just a hazy memory that something "bad" happened.
Recent cases show that some unfortunate men are being swindled out of life savings in a familiar scam known as a "relationship" - in extreme cases the female may be shrewd enough to entrap the unsuspecting male into a long term form of servitude and punishment called "marriage".
Apparently men are more susceptible to this scam after "beer" is administered and sex offered by these females - PLEASE - pass on this information to every man you know.
Support groups for those already effected can be found in the yellow pages under "golf courses".
Poorly selling T-Shirts
"#2 Grandpa"
"I failed to survive Smokin' Joe's Five-Alarm Chili Pit"
"Ask Me About Nudism"
"My mom attended the Mechanicsburg, PA, Quilt Fair and was thoughtful enough to buy me this souvenir, which I cherish."
"I'm with that guy to my left ... no, sorry, one more over ... yeah, that's him."
"Time Magazine: Man of the Year" featuring novelty-shirt-booth employee
From McSweeney’s via growabrain
But is it art?
The idea is disarmingly simple. Two bronze sculptures pee into their oddly-shaped enclosure.
While they are peeing, the two figures move realistically. An electric mechanism driven by a couple of microproccesors swivels the upper part of the body, while the penis goes up and down. The stream of water writes quotes from famous Prague residents.
Visitor can interrupt them by sending SMS message from mobile phone to a number, displayed next to the sculptures. The living statue then ‘writes’ the text of the message, before carrying on as before.
She loves me.... she loves me not
Does she love you?
Question: How do I know if a girl loves me or not?—Ajay
Answer: If one night you go out drinking and end up back at her place, pass out together on the bed with your shoes on, and wake up a few hours later only to discover that you’ve peed the bed, which she takes in stride, changes the sheets, and then the next morning has a laugh about it, later leaves some pamphlets from the local health clinic about child bedwetters in your mailbox, and eventually after a few weeks tells your friends but never, ever tells hers: She loves you.
If she dances with your friends: She loves you.
If she says, “I love you” on the roller coaster, right after you’ve puked down your shirt: She loves you.
If her parents love you: She loves you, probably.
If her parents hate you: She might love you, too.
If she ever says the words, “I hate you”: She loves you. Or she did at one point, anyway.
If she loves you, if she really loves you, you’ll know it. If you can wake up to her staring at you and it’s not even mildly creepy, if you catch her smelling the shoulder of the hooded sweatshirt you lent her for an autumn walk at the beach, and not for B.O., if she makes you a pancake in the shape of a shark, if she calls you drunkenly at four in the morning “to talk,” if she laughs at your jokes when they’re funny and makes fun of you when they’re not, if she keeps her fridge stocked with Guinness tallboys for when you come over, if she tells you how she wishes she were closer to her sister and that her dad makes her sad: She loves you, of course she loves you.
….And with a love like that, you know you should be glad.
Cooking 101
That 300-pound cigarette lighter in your kitchen? It's a stove!
We know people who have burned water, but help is on the way. You can learn to cook. The food! section is going to teach you how.
We know this is ambitious, even audacious. We know many of you already are fine cooks. Great! We need your help, too. Keep reading.
Welcome to Cooking 101, our week-by-week learn-to-cook series. If you keep up with us, by Memorial Day, you'll be sauteing and stir-frying and maybe even making pie crust. Or not. You get to decide what parts you want to learn.
via The Presurfer
Why men prefer a handgun over a woman
#10. You can trade an old 44 for a new 22.
#9. You can keep one handgun at home and have another for when you're on the road.
#8. If you admire a friend's handgun and tell him so, he will probably let you try it out a few times.
#7. Your primary handgun doesn't mind if you keep another handgun for a backup.
#6. Your handgun will stay with you even if you run out of ammo.
#5. A handgun doesn't take up a lot of closet space.
#4. Handguns function normally every day of the month.
#3. A handgun doesn't ask , "Do these new grips make me look fat?"
#2. A handgun doesn't mind if you go to sleep after you use it.
And the number one reason a handgun is favored over a woman:
#1. YOU CAN BUY A SILENCER FOR A HANDGUN.
Thanks Danny Mac
Service
At one time in my life, I thought I had a handle on the meaning of the word "service." "The act of doing things for other people."
Then I heard these terms:
Internal Revenue Service
Postal Service
Telephone Service
Civil Service
City/County Public Service
Customer Service
Service Stations
And I became confused about the word "service."
This is not what I thought "service" meant.
Then today, I overheard two farmers talking, and one said he had hired a bull to "service" a few of his cows.
BAM! It all came into perspective.
Now I understand what all those "service" agencies are doing to us.
Thanks Phyllis
We're back !!!
A cloud inhabited skylift at the Pipestem Resort in Pipestem State Park West Virginia. You have to take the skylift more than 1600 feet down the mountain to the lodge. (It’s the only way in or out.)
I’ll resume regular posting later today.
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