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Post by Deeky on May 4, 2018 17:55:48 GMT -5
Jean-Paul Sartre hallucinated crabs for years after taking mescaline.  |
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Post by Deeky on May 8, 2018 9:51:55 GMT -5
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Post by Deeky on May 8, 2018 18:14:37 GMT -5
I just learned that Yaphet Kotto was in a Nightmare on Elm Street movie. And I just learned the theme song for this was by Iggy Pop. |
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Post by Choconado on May 8, 2018 18:29:47 GMT -5
Okay, that one I didn't know. It's been a while since I watched Freddy's Dead.
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Post by Killer Goldfish on May 21, 2018 15:42:28 GMT -5
I just learned that Walter Reuther's daughter -- the daughter of the president of the United Auto Workers -- was a major, major contributor to the Hare Krishnas, to the tune of several million dollars to build a temple to Krishna in downtown Detroit.
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Post by Dr. Kobb on May 30, 2018 1:07:15 GMT -5
I've had this bothersome wart right on my pointer finger for the past several years. A gal at work asked me if I'd tried rubbing a penny on it and then burying the penny? Sounds preposterous, so naturally I'm going to give it a try.
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Post by Deeky on Jun 14, 2018 11:44:19 GMT -5
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Post by Portrait in Flesh on Jun 14, 2018 16:17:25 GMT -5
It better be, or something's gone wrong somewhere along the line. |
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Post by Deeky on Jun 15, 2018 14:25:57 GMT -5
Coleco, the video game console manufacturer, started life in the 1930s as The Connecticut Leather Company.  |
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Post by Killer Goldfish on Jun 17, 2018 21:00:16 GMT -5
Coleco, the video game console manufacturer, started life in the 1930s as The Connecticut Leather Company. View AttachmentI guess that would help explain Marty's collection of antique Naugahyde remotes. |
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Post by Dr. Kobb on Jun 18, 2018 1:55:43 GMT -5
I have no idea who Marty is, but I choose to believe every word of the above as Gospel truth.  |
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Post by Deeky on Jun 18, 2018 10:36:20 GMT -5
I have no idea who Marty is, but I choose to believe every word of the above as Gospel truth. Marty said it, I believe it, that settles it. |
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Post by Dr. Kobb on Jun 18, 2018 12:24:39 GMT -5
I have no idea who Marty is, but I choose to believe every word of the above as Gospel truth. Marty said it, I believe it, that settles it. Should be emblazoned on a t-shirt. |
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Post by Dr. Kobb on Jun 21, 2018 12:44:59 GMT -5
Anybody ever hear the saying that houseflies only live a day? Well, it's total b.s. A week ago, when my guru brought the revamped computer back, the door was open long enough for three of the pests to get in, and two of them are still buzzing around.
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Post by Killer Goldfish on Jun 21, 2018 14:06:34 GMT -5
I have no idea who Marty is, but I choose to believe every word of the above as Gospel truth. Marty said it, I believe it, that settles it. I think reading this would make his entire week. All he wants is some dang respect. |
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Post by Killer Goldfish on Jun 21, 2018 14:11:28 GMT -5
Anybody ever hear the saying that houseflies only live a day? Well, it's total b.s. A week ago, when my guru brought the revamped computer back, the door was open long enough for three of the pests to get in, and two of them are still buzzing around. Here's what you learned today: a housefly lives about a month, unless someone comes along with a swatter and "pays his wages."
Here's something else you learned today: the wages of stealing potato salad -- OR dog poo -- is death.
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Post by Lemmy Caution on Jun 21, 2018 14:33:45 GMT -5
Anybody ever hear the saying that houseflies only live a day? Well, it's total b.s. A week ago, when my guru brought the revamped computer back, the door was open long enough for three of the pests to get in, and two of them are still buzzing around. Here's what you learned today: a housefly lives about a month, unless someone comes along with a swatter and "pays his wages."
Here's something else you learned today: the wages of stealing potato salad -- OR dog poo -- is death.
They're annoying as fuck, but those dangling fly tapes *do* work wonders, if all else fails.
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Post by Dr. Kobb on Jun 21, 2018 21:29:54 GMT -5
Where I work has flies like it was built on ancient Indian burial grounds. In Amityville.
I have fly swatter around here. I'm sure of it. But since I couldn't locate it - and I can't have flies buzzing around during the rare guests this weekend - so I had to purchase a backup swatter last night. I've got one of those electric bug zappers that's shaped like a racketball racket around here also, but not sure just where with that, either.
Suffice to say, I'm a year in here, and already don't know where shit is.
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Post by Deeky on Jun 21, 2018 21:34:49 GMT -5
As long as you can find the poppers and lube.
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Post by Dr. Kobb on Jun 21, 2018 21:55:11 GMT -5
They still sell those things? Where do I go to get poppers besides gay clubs? Or IS there any other venue?
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