Your momma’s so fat that when she walks across the living room the radio skips. – unknown
Your momma’s So hairy she shaves with a weedwacker. – unknown
Your momma’s so dumb her shoes say TGIF – toes go in front. – unknown
Your momma’s got one leg and people call her Ilene. - unknown
You are a monstrously babbling derelict and a debauched, all-defiling tainted spawn of a syphilitic swamp hog.
You are an abominably ill-mannered dunce and a deplorable, urine-reeking mass of neuroses and pathologies.
You are a woefully blabbering subhuman and a decrepit, armpit-licking abomination of humanity.
Honolulu is the world’s most remote major city.
It’s 2,300 miles from any settlement of more than 50,000 people.
Written by Alan Bellows on July 10th, 2007 at 2:27 pm
In 1905, a team of construction workers in the small village of Shoreham, New York labored to erect a truly extraordinary structure. Over a period of several years the men had managed to assemble the framework and wiring for the 187-foot-tall Wardenclyffe Tower, in spite of severe budget shortfalls and a few engineering snags. The project was overseen by its designer, the eccentric-yet-ingenious inventor Nikola Tesla (10 July 1856 – 7 January 1943). Atop his tower was perched a fifty-five ton dome of conductive metals, and beneath it stretched an iron root system that penetrated more than 300 feet into the Earth’s crust. “In this system that I have invented, it is necessary for the machine to get a grip of the earth,” he explained, “otherwise it cannot shake the earth. It has to have a grip so that the whole of this globe can quiver.”
Though it was far from completion, it was rumored to have been tested on several occasions, with spectacular, crowd-pleasing results. The ultimate purpose of this unique structure was to change the world forever.
When you make a search on Google, your ip address, the time, and what you searched for is stored in their database forever and this information can be used in a court of law against you. Google will willingly allow authorities to consult their database, they already did as you can see in the video below. When you search on Google through Googlonymous, it is Googlonymous that goes on Google and does the search for you, the only ip address that Google will see, is the ip address of the server of Googlonymous. Googlonymous does not keep any record who searched for what. So this way, it is completely impossible to retrieve your identity. You can search for whatever you want without a care in the world, 100% anonymously.
Click play on the video below to see a fascninating documentary showing the dangers of searching on Google.
search google anonymously
The Question Is:
Do they flag you if you are just innocently looking to get more info on a news story about anthrax or nuclear weapons?
You don’t have enough brains to find water after falling down a well - unknown
You’re so fat that when God said “Let there be Light”, he told you to move your fat ass out of the way – anonymous
You have a face like a bulldog chewing a stinging nettle while taking a constipated dump in a heat wave. - unknown
Why is it that the people with the smallest minds always have the biggest mouths? -anon
You have that certain nothing. – anonymous
You are a wickedly grotesque misdemeanant and a deplorable, Internet-addicted mass of loathsome repulsiveness. – unknown
Lucidly, and without partisan rhetoric, Charles Ferguson’s not-to-be-missed documentary, “No End in Sight,” lays out the disastrous missteps of the U.S. occupation of Iraq. The magnitude of the errors perpetrated by the Bush administration’s ignorance, incompetence, arrogance, bad or nonexistent planning, crony ism and naivety can make you weep with anger. We hear about jobs in Iraq handed to the sons of Bush campaign donors, of the young woman put in charge of managing traffic in chaotic Baghdad despite never having studied traffic control or Arabic.
Look at only the first letter of each line… What does it spell?
This stone is located in the Notre-Dame-des-Neiges Cemetery, Montreal. Who penned this unusual epitaph and why is not known. But the Montreal Mirror found the man who engraved the headstone, but were only able to determine that the guy’s (who’s burried) ex-wife and mistress came in together and ordered the stone. They said that it was a thing between the three of them. So think twice before you cheat your wife! (Note: this story was confirmed by snopes)
You couldn’t get a clue during clue mating season in a field of clues if you smeared your body in musk and did the clue mating dance. – unknown
Your momma’s teeth are so yellow cars slow down when she smiles. – anonymous
You are a frightfully parasitic dreck and a malodorous, all-defiling leaking carbuncle on the posterior of a Beauty Queen. - anon
He was happily married – but his wife wasn’t. – Victor Borge
Is your PC well protected or is it the plaything of malicious hackers the world over?
Many people still fall victim to e-mailed viruses
NO REAL SPOILERS HERE… I WON’T SPOIL IT FOR THOSE THAT WANT TO SAVOR IT MORE SLOWLY.
I devoured the book in one sitting… I was pretty beat by the last 80 pages or so… So I re -read the last two chapters this morning.
Short story… I’m satisfied. I didn’t feel the sense of loss that I thought that would come from this being the last book.
J.K. Rowling got this one right. She shocked me at the least expected places and twisted and turned with enough pizzazz to keep the story rolling. The first death was masterfully played and seriously messed with my head… And was completely unexpected.
It felt to me that most of the loose ends were nicely tied up and that everyone except one character had their say. Mrs Weasley especially gets a juicy part to play and comes in under the radar in a most satisfying way.
I’m proud to state here that I had Snape pegged right from the third book and as far as I’m concerned there were no real surprises regarding Dumbledore.
The epilogue was a bit sparse but leaves plenty of room for Ms. Rowling to elaborate at a later date… That is a book that I would buy.
All in all… A very good turn and all the potential for a great great movie in the right hands.