that too
that too
Don't most people have their wall statuses only visible to their friends? Or does Facebook default to having it public now?
Found this myself yesterday: http://youropenbook.org/
Click images to enlarge
Check the dude in the lower left corner :o
"Reality is that which, when you stop believing in it, doesn't go away." - Philip K. Dick.
The answer to life's most important question.
That... is awesome.Originally Posted by Psilon
Indeed, that picture is pretty damn epic. Kind of reminds me of LoTR in a way
Awesome
^^Wtf? Who the hell made that Bunny?!
"Reality is that which, when you stop believing in it, doesn't go away." - Philip K. Dick.
The answer to life's most important question.
"In a field where an overlooked bug could cost millions, you want people who will speak their minds, even if they’re sometimes obnoxious about it."
love making jpgs play as gifs
"In a field where an overlooked bug could cost millions, you want people who will speak their minds, even if they’re sometimes obnoxious about it."
In the future, the Berlin wall will be a mile high, and made of steel. You too will be made to crawl, to lick children's blood from jackboots. There will be no creativity, only productivity. Instead of love there will be fear and distrust, instead of surrender there will be submission. Contact will be replaced with isolation, and joy with shame. Hope will cease to exist as a concept. The Earth will be covered with steel and concrete. There will be an electronic policeman in every head. Your children will be born in chains, live only to serve, and die in anguish and ignorance.
The universe we observe has precisely the properties we should expect if there is, at bottom, no design, no purpose, no evil, no good, nothing but blind, pitiless indifference.
Love how Florida barely changes
"In a field where an overlooked bug could cost millions, you want people who will speak their minds, even if they’re sometimes obnoxious about it."
Same with the Sahara.
Citation needed
In the future, the Berlin wall will be a mile high, and made of steel. You too will be made to crawl, to lick children's blood from jackboots. There will be no creativity, only productivity. Instead of love there will be fear and distrust, instead of surrender there will be submission. Contact will be replaced with isolation, and joy with shame. Hope will cease to exist as a concept. The Earth will be covered with steel and concrete. There will be an electronic policeman in every head. Your children will be born in chains, live only to serve, and die in anguish and ignorance.
The universe we observe has precisely the properties we should expect if there is, at bottom, no design, no purpose, no evil, no good, nothing but blind, pitiless indifference.
In my experience Scandinavians really have larger ones, but an average larger than D? I doubt that.
"Wer Visionen hat, sollte zum Arzt gehen." - Helmut Schmidt
TargetMap doesn't list a source, and this map wasn't made until after the World Penis Size Map.
"In a field where an overlooked bug could cost millions, you want people who will speak their minds, even if they’re sometimes obnoxious about it."
We're stuck in a bloody snowglobe.
^Thats what Brandy does to me everytime!
"In a field where an overlooked bug could cost millions, you want people who will speak their minds, even if they’re sometimes obnoxious about it."
"In a field where an overlooked bug could cost millions, you want people who will speak their minds, even if they’re sometimes obnoxious about it."
"In a field where an overlooked bug could cost millions, you want people who will speak their minds, even if they’re sometimes obnoxious about it."
This I like.
Such is Life...
Pretty sure all parts of Norway are without snow during summer. =/
And how the hell do they make statistics on penis length and boob size? Pretty confident neither me or anyone I know have been asked.
Tomorrow is like an empty canvas that extends endlessly, what should I sketch on it?
You know those scanners they have at airports?
You know that thing in the supermarket that registers when you want the doors to open?
Yeah.
In the future, the Berlin wall will be a mile high, and made of steel. You too will be made to crawl, to lick children's blood from jackboots. There will be no creativity, only productivity. Instead of love there will be fear and distrust, instead of surrender there will be submission. Contact will be replaced with isolation, and joy with shame. Hope will cease to exist as a concept. The Earth will be covered with steel and concrete. There will be an electronic policeman in every head. Your children will be born in chains, live only to serve, and die in anguish and ignorance.
The universe we observe has precisely the properties we should expect if there is, at bottom, no design, no purpose, no evil, no good, nothing but blind, pitiless indifference.
Gather round, friends, as I show the wonderful cites which may be seen in Historic Carlisle, which is known as the Border City, and is the county town of Cumbria.
Carlisle Cathedral:
The Old Town Hall:
the Guide Hall Museum:
'The Citidel'
Carlisle Castle
Citidel Station:
And, of course, the Historic City of Carlisle Council Offices:
...
Hang on?
Buh
Will someone explain to me how this fucking building wasn't demolished five years ago.
Cunts.
When the sky above us fell
We descended into hell
Into kingdom come
You seem to have developed a stuttering problem there Steely...
Took that picture today. We're starting a pot to see how long it takes before someone remembers to take it down.
"In a field where an overlooked bug could cost millions, you want people who will speak their minds, even if they’re sometimes obnoxious about it."
Last edited by Ominous Gamer; 04-08-2011 at 02:02 PM.
"In a field where an overlooked bug could cost millions, you want people who will speak their minds, even if they’re sometimes obnoxious about it."
"In a field where an overlooked bug could cost millions, you want people who will speak their minds, even if they’re sometimes obnoxious about it."
I could have had class. I could have been a contender.
I could have been somebody. Instead of a bum
Which is what I am
I aim at the stars
But sometimes I hit London
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