Weirdy

I'm thinking of a certain book; it's about a hippie with long hair who walked around the middle east telling parables with a bunch of..."disciples."

du bist ein dummkopf tu eres un pendejo

"Sucks" by KMFDM We like talkin' dirty: we smoke and we drink; we're KMFDM and all other bands stink!

Angelina? hmm...I'd hit it for bragging rights

"Turns Off Pain" (Recommended Version) by Wumpscut

"Invisible" by Switchblade Symphony

has anyone gotten a tattoo on their ass..other than those people that have it allo over the place??....i wanna see it!!! LOL!! <{POST_SNAPBACK}> you mean you would like to see a MOM tattoo which consists of a 'M' on each butt-cheek? (as described by George Carlin)

Nah, not interested in them anymore. Btw, I wonder what inky would have to say on the subject since he does tatoos.

"The Merry-Go-Round Broke Down" by Teddy Stauffer

It'd be funny if there was a Hassidic gay wedding and they made techno remixes of all the songs.

jajajjajaja, does that mean that synagogues over there will be making money by doing same-sex marriages?

"Down Where We Belong" by Wumpscut

You can't prove anything. Either way, I still don't see what makes you a better person if you're going to be smug about the afterlife. Wouldn't that mean that you decrease your chances of going to heaven if you tell others that they're going to hell?

You're going to hell. <{POST_SNAPBACK}> you can't go to hell if you don't believe it in it! <{POST_SNAPBACK}> ooooooo........i wouldnt want to be you guys when you all go down <{POST_SNAPBACK}> where? you say?

You're going to hell. <{POST_SNAPBACK}> you can't go to hell if you don't believe it in it!

...yeah, and that one guy who became a zombie or something.

You have waaaaay too much free time. <{POST_SNAPBACK}> it's true, it does say that, but in really small text

the purpose of Rude Goldberg machines is to complet one simple task with a whole mess of steps.

You know why this I think this shiit happend? It was almost a month ago when some city official from a town over there found all computers in their local computer lab had CentOS installed + Apache. All computers had the same thing on them saying that the host could not be found, so the official (named Jerry Taylor) thought it was spyware, called the one of the programmers of CentOS, and told him to remove it. Long story short, Taylor tells him: he's got 22 experience or so with computers and has never heard of CentOS, is not afraid of media attention, and he'd call the FBI on the programmer. Since then, I believe he's been a big laughing stock so he's really got sand in his censor now. I think this law made is meant to make him (and people like him) feel a bit more at ease.

"Sexe" by Line Renaud

Old story, but always a good laugh Doesn't get old

If you try to go in using an anonymous/non-elite proxy, you'll be redirected to a picture of goatse. It says something like "John Kerry, open to new ideas."

"Poltergeist' by Hocico Turn on your senses with the last moonlight tear let out the spirits of your broken ears In the surroundings you hear a sweet voice that makes echo in your lips And that compelling voice seems to never stop we keep on listening our blood flows to the top strange intentions is what we percieve don't wanna be another preys of fear Don't close your eyes wait for the morning to come you turn around and still it's twelve o'clock a thousand memories pass through your mind you see the ghost of the past And flying images lurk around us we feel the cold air stabbing our lungs Don't wanna see all these things are real we can't resist anymore this feelings have all this nightmare come out from our minds? or is this just the way reality cries The jaws of death are drawn in the sky we ain't seeing another ray of light we are caught in the words of the night our ears are bleeding, no way to go outside Tonight we'll see this time it's true we're living in the darkness I wanna scream, you want it too we'll never see the light And flying images lurk around us we feel the cold air stabbing our lungs the voice is still here covering the night, making our ears bleed, cutting like a knife

heh heh, another Mitzvah for Someboddy I guess