Ceasar: LOL Brutus you TKed me 2 WTF!
Jesus: BRB!
I’m John Galt. Socialism sucks. Thank you.
:D:D
[cyberpunk Robert Burns]“If the public image fairy hit us with a get-hip stick/
There’d be a lot less f—ing up/
And goofy wild hairs”
Gandalf : Oh, the f–k you’ll pass!!
I’m telling you all in this my rapping verse
The times was the best and the times was the worst.
Everybody thought they were wise
But they looked foolish in other people’s eyes.
We believed everything we saw and heard
But doubted it all. Yo, that ain’t the word.
Everybody was thinking all cheery and hopeful.
But winter was here, and we were all mopeful.
Looking forward to everything was on the news,
But nothing was there to chase away our blues.
I knew that we was headed for Heaven,
But we’d make it to Hell round about eleven.
It was the times unlike it is now,
And everyone said “Man, don’t have a cow.”
Things were looking evil, things were looking good
For all my homies up in the hood.
Ishmael in da house, YO!
These are hilarious! Malacandra, I called my husband in to hear yours! He loved it!
“Hey, since it’s almost sunrise, go over yonder and tell me if you can see the last thing we were lookin’ at last night when it got dark. But we could still see its stripes and stars in the glare from all the gunfire and explosions during the night back when we were standing on that pile of rocks and we kept sayin’, ‘Aw, man! Cool! She’s still flyin’ high!’
So go look and come back and tell me if she’s still wavin’ over the likes of free and brave troublemakers such as ourselves.”
So, like, there was this king-guy, named Gilgamesh, and, he was, like, totally terrible. He set up a draft, which means there’s, like, no hot guys around, and he keeps bringing all my girlfriends up to his castle for ‘private time’. Whatever. So we, like, asked all our super-powerful god-people if they could, like, get him to chill. And it’s not like they just poofed down here and said, “Yo, Gilgamesh, my homie, you need to cool it with the craaazy ruling.”. They made, like, some sort of man beast thingy. WTF?
Yo! George Dawg
Say listen, we got to make sure things are cool, and all the brothers get along, and to make sure we’re set if we got to pop some caps into somebody, and so our homies can do what they want; we went ahead and made this Constitution of the United States of America.
Hamlet: Hey, this skull looks familiar!
draws heavily on joint, coughs
To be or not to be, that is the question…
coughs
You know… I JUST realised… sleep… is like dying!
chuckles
Now where’s Ophy? Cause I want to Feel-ya!
My contribution, from an earlier thread with a similar subject.
Here’s a story you all should be knowing
About Reindeer Rudolph and his nose that was glowing.
His homeboy reindeers that it was really lame.
They tossed him out of every reindeer game.
But the fog rolled in and Santa he be saying
“Rudolph with your nose be glowing
Where I’m going it let me be knowing?”
The other reindeers that it was really really gay
For Santa to do a 180 degree on Rudolph that way.
Here’s Genesis 19:1 to 19:5:
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*And there came two angels to Sodom at even; and Lot sat in the gate of Sodom: and Lot seeing [them] rose up to meet them; and he bowed himself with his face toward the ground; And he said, Behold now, my lords, turn in, I pray you, into your servant’s house, and tarry all night, and wash your feet, and ye shall rise up early, and go on your ways.
And they said, Nay; but we will abide in the street all night. And he pressed upon them greatly; and they turned in unto him, and entered into his house; and he made them a feast, and did bake unleavened bread, and they did eat.
But before they lay down, the men of the city, [even] the men of Sodom, compassed the house round, both old and young, all the people from every quarter: And they called unto Lot, and said unto him, Where [are] the men which came in to thee this night? bring them out unto us, that we may know them.*
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And here it is translated by Jamie Stuart in The Glasgow Bible:
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*Wan night, as Lot wis sittin’ near the gate o the toon, he saw two men walkin inty Sodom. But whit he didny ken wis that the strangers wirny men at aw. They wir angels o God doon fae Heaven oan a mission o mercy.
Lot gies them a wave. ‘Hullo!’ he says. ‘Ah see ye’re jist passin’ through toon. See an feel free tae bide in ma hoose till the morn, if ye like’. The strangers said aye tae the offer an Lot took them hame an gied them baith an a hot meal.
But afore the two o them wir settled doon for the night, there wis a bit o a rammy ootside Lot’s door. The Sodomites wir well bevied an they planned tae rape the two strangers. ‘Hey there, Mister Lot - gauny send oot them two boys’ they sneered. ‘We want tae get pally wi them!’*
You’re the kind of editor Rand would have had in a universe that actually had a God…
Brilliant thread. [clappy hands] all around.
Hell is… your mom, bitch!
private double Question( int b )
{
double A = b * .5;
double C = A * 4;
return C || !C;
}
private int MeaningOfLife
{
}
Argh. Missed the edit window. Here’s the other half:
private int MeaningOfLife()
{
int returnval=0;
if (Question(1))
returnval = 42;
return returnval;
}
I dunno, I think I prefer the first version of MeaningOfLife(). It’s kinda zen, you know?
Nice! It took me a bit to figure out the “2b or not 2b” part.