You know wha' they say: "See a broad to get that bodiac lay 'er down an' smack 'em yack 'em!"
Propel, propel, propel your craft
softly down liquid solution.
Ecstatically, ecstatically, ecstatically, ecstatically,
Existence is simply illusion.
A German Protestant youth group has put out a calendar for 2006 with erotic (read: nude) scenes from the bible. If you read German, check it out here.
If you don't, here are a couple of samples:
Cover
Delilah cutting Samson's hair
Shrugs. If you don't like it, don't buy it. I won't even tell you about the cunnilingus passages in the Psalms.
Meanwhile, last weekend a bunch of guys who worked at a vending machine company staked out their machines waiting for the guy who keeps stealing from them.
When he showed up, they surrounded and hogtied him, and took pictures of themselves with him trussed up like the Abu Ghraib photos that made a brief media star of Lynndie England. Story here, but no pictures.
At work, the woman who got rid of Buffalo Kisser is leaving in January to go to a different site with different hours. Apparently she finds it hard to stay up at night, and has had to go home several times because she's too tired to work.
On Sunday night/Monday morning, she apparently called in such a request at 0030 and was gone by 0200. Note that her shift starts at 0000. Sigh.
She, myself, and Palooka were standing in the lobby talking last night, and DiceGimp came up and stood in the group as though he was part of it. Simultaneously, without any previous plan, we all concluded our conversation and went in three different directions. I don't know about the other two, but I wasn't interested in including DiceGimp. I wonder if he gets that a lot?
softly down liquid solution.
Ecstatically, ecstatically, ecstatically, ecstatically,
Existence is simply illusion.
A German Protestant youth group has put out a calendar for 2006 with erotic (read: nude) scenes from the bible. If you read German, check it out here.
If you don't, here are a couple of samples:
Cover
Delilah cutting Samson's hair
Shrugs. If you don't like it, don't buy it. I won't even tell you about the cunnilingus passages in the Psalms.
Meanwhile, last weekend a bunch of guys who worked at a vending machine company staked out their machines waiting for the guy who keeps stealing from them.
When he showed up, they surrounded and hogtied him, and took pictures of themselves with him trussed up like the Abu Ghraib photos that made a brief media star of Lynndie England. Story here, but no pictures.
At work, the woman who got rid of Buffalo Kisser is leaving in January to go to a different site with different hours. Apparently she finds it hard to stay up at night, and has had to go home several times because she's too tired to work.
On Sunday night/Monday morning, she apparently called in such a request at 0030 and was gone by 0200. Note that her shift starts at 0000. Sigh.
She, myself, and Palooka were standing in the lobby talking last night, and DiceGimp came up and stood in the group as though he was part of it. Simultaneously, without any previous plan, we all concluded our conversation and went in three different directions. I don't know about the other two, but I wasn't interested in including DiceGimp. I wonder if he gets that a lot?
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