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June 14, 2005


This is one of my favourite cartoons. It is even more evil than the coyotee and more treacherous than Yosemitee Sam but unfortunately no match for Bags Bunny. I like the blackness of his humour trying to destroy earth with a huge cannon.

June 13, 2005

Don't Panic

Writing about web page


There was a time when computer games didn't have graphics. Or at least they couldn't have graphics and sound at the same time. They certainly couldn't have graphics, sound and enough content to keep even a human being amused for more than a few minutes. So they had text. This was radical – a computer game you could control by typing in commands. The game would then respond to your commands with a breathtakingly prescient understanding of your intent. Or not. Usually not – the early text parsers (circa 1977) weren't that bright. But, as long as you limited yourself to what the game understood and the game designers wrote creatively enough to misunderstand you in a humorous and entertaining fashion, it all worked. It therefore stands to reason that any game which combined a really good programmer with a really good writer was likely to do well. So when Steve Meretzky of Infocom got together with Douglas Adams to create a game based around the Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy, the result was never going to be less than interesting and more than likely insane. So it proved – the Hitchhiker's Guide adventure game was one of the best-selling games of its era, selling some 350,000 copies. In 1984.

June 07, 2005

Last words before the final hour….

  1. Let's cross the street here.
  2. That tastes strange.
  3. It seems an open turn.
  4. What did you say happens if I press this button.
  5. What safety pin?
  6. Good dogie…
  8. I thought it was an aspirin
  9. Are you talking to me?
  10. Did he say 5 or 50 grams of TNT?
  11. I am going to name this bike "The flying bullet"
  12. Calm down ladies and gentleman, there is no bomb.
  13. Where is my parachute?
  14. Do you smell gas?
  15. I' ll show who swims better.
  16. Let's sit under this tree until the rain stops.
  17. What's wrong with feeding lions.
  18. Let's risk it.
  19. We are safe here.
  20. I am late again , my father is going to kill me.
  21. Yes, I turned the power off.
  22. Only over my dead body.
  23. Carefull with your grandpa's shotgun.
  24. I think I show a warning sign ahead.

Worst Album Covers.

I found these in a very interesting site which I do not remember right now. But there are a lot of LP covers out there that can really make us laugh and ask : What the f??? is that man?

I have many more in my collection.

Is George W. Bush's first name Edmund in Germany?


Brother John entered the'Monastery of Silence' and the Chief
Priest said, "Brother, this is a silent monastery, you are
welcome here as long as you like, but you may not speak
until I direct you to do so." Brother John lived in the
monastery for five years before the Chief Priest said to him
"Brother John,you have been here five years now, you may
speak two words."

Brother John said, "Hard Bed."

"I'm sorry to hear that" the Chief Priest said. "We will get
you a better bed."

After another five years, Brother John was called by the
Chief Priest. "You may say another two words Brother John."
"Cold Food." said Brother John, and the Chief Priest assured
him that the food would be better in the future.

On his 15th anniversary at the monastery, the Chief Priest
again called Brother John into his office. "Two words you
may say today."

"I Quit." said Brother John.

"It is probably best." said the Chief Priest. "You've done
nothing but complain since you got here.

June 06, 2005


Read aloud for best results. "Tendjewberrymud"
Be warned, you're going to find yourself talking
"funny" for a while after reading this.
This has been nominated for best email

The following is a telephone exchange between a
hotel guest and room-service
at a hotel in Asia, which was recorded and published
in the Far East Economic Review…..

Room Service (RS): "Morny. Ruin sorbees"

Guest (G): "Sorry, I thought I dialled room-serviceRS: "Rye..Ruin
sorbees..morny! Djewish to odor

G: "Uh..yes..I'd like some bacon and eggs"

RS: "Ow July den?"

G: "What??"

RS: "Ow July den?...pry, boy, pooch?"
G : "Oh, the eggs! How do I like them? Sorry,
scrambled please."

RS: "Ow July dee bayhcem…crease?"

G: "Crisp will be fine."

RS : "Hokay. An San tos?"
G: "What?"

RS:"San tos. July San tos?"
G: "I don't think so"

RS: "No? Judo one toes
G: "I feel really bad about this, but I don't know
what 'judo one toes

RS: "Toes! toes!...why djew Don Juan toes? Ow bow
singlish mopping we bother?"

G: "English muffin!! I've got it! You were saying
'Toast.' Fine. Yes, an
English muffin will be fine."

RS: "We bother?"

G: "No..just put the bother on the side."

RS: "Wad?"

G: "I mean butter…just put it on the side."
RS: "Copy?"

G: "Sorry?"

RS: "Copy…tea…mill?"
G: "Yes. Coffee please, and that's all."

RS: "One Minnie. Ass ruin torino fee, strangle ache,
crease baychem,tossy
singlish mopping we bother honey sigh, and

G: "Whatever you say"

RS: "Tendjewberrymud"

G : "You're welcome

What to Expect On A Date With:

First date: You get to kiss her goodnight.
Second date: You get to grope all over and make out.
Third date: You get to have sex in the missionary
position. Then you promise to marry her but will probably abandon the idea.

First Date: You take her to a play and an expensive
Second Date: You meet her parents and her mom makes
spaghetti & meatballs
Third Date: You have sex, she wants to marry you & insists on a 3carat ring
5th Anniversary: You already have 5 kids together & hate the thought of
having sex
6th Anniversary: You find yourself a girlfriend

First Date: You get a dynamite blowjob.
Second Date: You get another great blowjob.
Third Date: You tell her you'll marry her and never get head again.

First date: You get to touch those big breasts of hers.
Second date: You get to home base with her.
Third date: You have to promise her that you are gonna get circumcised.
Then you will marry her and find out that you have to support her whole
family. The only consolation is that you get to repeat the procedure three
other times as allowed under Muslim law.

First date: You get to buy her an expensive dinner but nothing happened.
Second date: You buy her an even more expensive dinner but nothing happens
Third date: You don't even get to the third date and you have already
realized nothing is going to happen.

First date: Meet her parents.
Second date: Set the date of the wedding.
Third date: Wedding night.

First Date: You get to buy her a real expensive dinner.
Second Date: Your get to buy her and her girlfriends a real expensive
Third Date: You get to pay her rent.
Tenth Date: She's pregnant

First Date: You both get blind drunk and have sex.
Second Date: You both get blind drunk and have sex.
20th Anniversary: You both get blind drunk and have sex

First Date: You find out she's a chain smoker and heavy drinker, despite the
fact she's underage
Second date: You get her piss drunk and have sex
Third date: You find out she was a virgin and her dad and 30 uncles are
all out searching for you with a shot gun and a priest ready to perform the
wedding litergy.

March 11, 2005

Greek lover

follow the link , greek lover song by Imiskoubria

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