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This winter has been particularly hellish, Astro.
If it weren't for the P-Bruins, I'd have gone nuts by now.
On the one hand, proud that my puppet has managed to be #1 in Most Primitive. My intentional failure is succeeding.
On the other hand, why the bloody f**k is my main at #9?
Also, I have to applaud the WA - Only there could a resolution that LEGALIZES LOOTING not only make complete sense but actually be an improvement.
http://www.worldpolicy.org/journal/winter2013/china-through-indian-eyes
He's quite amusing sometimes. Particularly when he started screeching about trickery after he got called out for supporting the idea of deporting someone named Mr. Singh from Scotland in the last Falklands thread.
It's also funny how he's said how he understands us British perfectly, more so than we do. Because he stayed in London for a week and a chav punched his nose. Perhaps he absorbed knowledge about us through skin contact like some brown Vulcan as he was getting hit.
YUSH!!!
If you haven't checked latest NS news, do so immediately.
There's a thread on NS about why feminism is wrong.
I just saw the title in the sidebar and didn't click further because I feel such a thread would be everything I hate about NSG in one package.
Honestly, the major difference between NSG and Tumblr at this point is that I don't think there's any thread on NSG that allows me to find nothing but pictures of puppies being very silly.
3 TGs sent by my main were compromised, it seems, but all my nations are/were safe.
Still... yikes.
No one touched any of my TG's, because no one cares about me and Kevin discussing Gotham, and everyone is terrified of me and Kevin discussing True Detective.
A shame, because both are damn fine TV series.
Well, to be fair, the fanfics you both write are pretty terrifying. :P
http://www.bbc.com/news/magazine-31558467
"This sun-cured, septuagenarian llama farmer is called Don Roberto Placa and he lives on the slopes of an 18,400ft (5,600m) mountain bang in the middle of nowhere. From the broken plastic chair outside his low, sparsely-furnished home, he can see four volcanoes, a shimmering salt desert and, in the distance, against a space-black sky, the jagged spike of the Cerro del Hombre Muerto - the Dead Man's Peak."
"F*ck volcanoes, the llamas need me."
"It's time to play the trump card, the last resort of the inept reporter. It works like this: you make an irresistibly attractive hypothetical proposal in the confident expectation that the interviewee will reject it. His justification of that rejection will then reinforce the story.
"So if the government offered you a brand-new, centrally-heated, air-conditioned apartment in the city of Salta - a two-day drive from here - with running water and a flat-screen TV, would you take it?" I ask.
Don Roberto looks at me like I'm an idiot. "Of course I would," he says."
That line made me chuckle.
Quite frankly, he's pissed about this whole "interview" thing to begin with.
http://www.theonion.com/articles/netanyahu-assures-critics-he-still-has-utmost-resp,38128/
On my way to see the Flyers and Flames game tonight. I'm so excited. :D
...What sport is this?
http://www.theonion.com/articles/obama-sarcastically-asks-how-israel-afforded-such,31750/
Hockey!
...
And of course, the Flyers lost. Dammit.
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