My so called life*

1: Tauntaun stampede
2. Stormtrooper Firing squad
3. Ejection Pod in space–near a black hole
4. Just beat him into goo
5. Feed him to the Sarlacc
6. Just dump him in space along with the waste
7. Let Palpy electrify him
8. Beheaded by Mace’s cool purple saber
9. Squashed by an AT AT
10. Fed to the Rancor
Continue reading “101 ways of killing Jar Jar (But L doesnt get the idea)” →

o_0

http://www.cavr.com/xxx11567.htm
http://www.cavr.com/xxx11567.htm
http://www.cavr.com/xxx11567.htm

http://volokh.com/archives/archive_2004_09_14.shtml#1095138820
http://volokh.com/archives/archive_2004_09_14.shtml#1095138820
http://volokh.com/archives/archive_2004_09_14.shtml#1095138820

And then god.

[…]

[The reader:] The fact that you cannot determine that sexual perversions such as sodomy are debasing is in itself evidence that you are unable to determine what the truth is at this time. When you begin to search for truth with the aim to live the truth, you will find it.

God made us for a reason.

[…]

http://volokh.com/archives/archive_2004_09_14.shtml#1095392024
http://volokh.com/archives/archive_2004_09_14.shtml#1095392024
http://volokh.com/archives/archive_2004_09_14.shtml#1095392024

Yay!

http://www.nbc.com/nbc/The_Apprentice_2/
http://www.nbc.com/nbc/The_Apprentice_2/
http://www.nbc.com/nbc/The_Apprentice_2/

Just because nobody understands you doesn’t mean you’re an artist.

http://www.hill-kleerup.org/blog/
http://www.hill-kleerup.org/blog/
http://www.hill-kleerup.org/blog/

1. Read a good book.
2. Register it get a unique BCID (BookCrossing ID), and label the book.
3. Release it for someone else to read.

http://bookcrossing.com/
http://bookcrossing.com/
http://bookcrossing.com/

1. Only squeezable tear-off-the-corner packets
3. No spices, salts, sugars, etc.
2. No salad dressing
3. No extra large packets
4. Very similar packets ARE acceptable

http://www.chrisharne.com/condiment/
http://www.chrisharne.com/condiment/
http://www.chrisharne.com/condiment/

(Via Steph)

(And I lost my digital camera, so no pictures of the prize)

(Via AEC)

Recordáis la frase?. Aparentemente inofensiva, y sin embargo, por su significado, una de las más dañinas para el cine, para la obra cinematográfica.

En aquellos benditos cines de sesión continua y programa doble, se ofrecían helados en verano y patatas fritas en invierno. El chico  voceaba su mercancía por el patio de butacas, mientras que en el “visite nuestro bar”, se consumía cerveza y café‚ con leche, con sabor a cantina de estación. Incluso se vendía algún que otro bocadillo, semienvuelto en una servilleta de papel.
Continue reading “¡Al Rico Bombón Helado! (por Fernando Arribas)” →