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(KUTV) AMSTERDAM - More than 200 airline passengers were forced to endure a seven-hour flight across the Atlantic Ocean while human sewage overflowed from the toilets – and seeped into the plane’s cabin, according to a Seattle news source.
The Continental Airlines flight was headed from Amsterdam to New Jersey on June 13. Approximately two hours into the flight, the crew discovered a problem with the lavatories and the pilot landed in Ireland for repairs, according to KING-TV in Seattle.
All passengers were forced to stay overnight in Ireland before boarding the same plane the next day and taking off for New Jersey. Immediately after the plane was airborne, sewage reportedly started overflowing from the toilets. But this time, the pilot was over the Atlantic Ocean and could not turn back.
春香たちの所属するモンデンキント、アイドルマスター課のアイドルチーム主任。
元アイドルマスターのお姉さんで、春香たちを優しくリードし、何かにつけて相談にも乗ってくれる。
冷静沈着。いつでも穏やかな表情を崩さない。
Okay, hear me out here.
I'm pretty sure I've got Teletubbies figured out. And it's not a good thing for children.
So there's four of them right, and you never see any other Teletubbies in Teletubbyland. Leading me to believe that they're the last survivors of the clan.
They answer to this baby. When the baby wakes up, Teletubbies wake up. When baby goes to sleep, TELETUBBY BYE BYE. They are at the command of this infant. Who never ages season after season.
So why do they continue to defer to the wishes of their solar commander? Because this baby has promised them the fountain of youth. Clearly there's no other way it could stay a baby year after year, and as the last remaining Teletubbies they'd want to stay young forever. So they play the baby their videos, and the baby tells them to play them again, they'll do it. They'll do whatever the baby wants. Because even if they have a gender supposedly, they've got no genitals, and are therefore the end of the Teletubby line. So they'll wanna stay on Tubbyland for as long as possible
The Teletubbies have a slave, the only discernible girl (although she is cleaning equipment), Noo-Noo, who they intentionally abuse. Her sole purpose is to clean up Tubby Custard after the Teletubbies spill it, which they often seemingly do intentionally just so they can order Noo-noo to clean up after them.
IN CONCLUSION, WHAT ARE THEY TEACHING THE CHILDREN
Discuss;
-acid-trippy childrens shows (Boobahs, anyone?)
-how my conspiracy theory is better than Loose Change
-having a television installed in your stomach
-how tinky-winky is so totally homosexual propaganda
-having a sentient vacuum cleaner
falling in love with anime character
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It kinda sucks because the characters I feel the most for aren't generally likeable.
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Saxon is such a camwhore.
In his photos he gets closer and closer to the screen.
Scary.
It's interesting to note that after the Police Academy team's adventure in Moscow, the authorities saw fit to let them back into their own country, where they went on to make Police Academy : The Series which is, believe it or not, even worse than this.
In one of the Discworld books by Terry Pratchett, the Dance of the Seven Veils is parodied in a dance done by female city trolls, in which a female troll slowly puts on seven very thick blankets. As trolls customarily go about naked except for a small loincloth, troll males get very excited by the sight of female trolls in lots and lots of clothes.
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Good point...Keep listen to your shitty Hip-Hop Ya Know! Keep It Gangsta! Wigger.... <--- hahaha oh wow
June 28th DreamQuest (2000) Rated NC-17 Hard-core porno heroine Jenna Jameson travels to an alternate universe to rescue fantasy from the clutches of an evil demon. Created by Halena Kays and Jonathan Mastro.
fine....so posting evangelion unit 1 having butsex with the third angel its cool....
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Generally, I'm under the impression that most people are fucking idiots, and that I'm better than, say, 90% of people on the planet
A slight shimmer in the air was the only warning they got before the alien materialized in the Hub.
Jack raised his hands automatically as his team pulled their weapons on the tall gray-green figure who'd unfortunately landed right beside him. "Hey, watch where you're pointing those things!"
He studied the alien, who was watching them all with disdain. He didn't look to be armed. They only thing he was carrying was a clipboard.
"So, welcome to Earth. To what do we owe the pleasure of this visit?" Jack cautiously lowered his hands and gave his most charming smile.
"Harkness, Captain Jack?" the alien inquired. "At least at the moment?"
"Well...yeah." Jack's smile disappeared. "You're looking for me specifically?"
"Yes. You're a manwhore, Harkness."
"Hey!" Jack protested, over Owen's splutter of laughter. Then he paused. "Okay, yeah. What's your point?"
"That's the point. You're a time-travelling, intergalactic himbo, and I just want you to know that I despise you thoroughly."
"You came all this way to say that?" Jack stared at the alien in disbelief. "Don't you want to take over the world or something while you're here?"
The alien shrugged, which was quite an accomplishment as he didn't have any shoulders. "What would I do with it if I did?" He looked down and ticked off a little box on his clipboard.
"I've often wondered the same thing," Ianto murmured under his breath. He cleared his throat as Jack glanced at him. "So, um, sir--"
"Wowbagger, the Infinitely Prolonged," the alien corrected him haughtily.
"Yes, sir. So, Mr. Prolonged, you're just going about randomly insulting people?"
"It's not random at all," Wowbagger replied, indicating the clipboard pointedly. "I became immortal strictly by accident and realized fairly soon that I'd need something to occupy the endless time at my disposal. So I decided to insult everyone in the universe."
"Everyone?" Tosh asked, her forehead wrinkling as she tried to work out the mechanics of that goal.
"Absolutely everyone. In alphabetical order."
"Hang on," Owen broke in. "You can't possibly do that. With all the people being born and dying--"
Wowbagger flipped a few pages on his clipboard. "Harper, Owen?"
"Yes..."
Wowbagger looked up at him. "Tempting," he muttered. "Very tempting..." He flipped the pages back over. "No, I'm sorry. I'd absolutely love to insult you at the moment and save time later, but I've got a streak going and I'm not going to ruin it."
He stepped back, to the spot he'd materialized on. "Not looking forward to seeing you soon at all," he remarked, and disappeared.
The team stared at the place he'd been, slowly holstering their weapons.
Ianto stepped closer to Jack. "Sir, perhaps we need to upgrade the Hub's teleportation alarms." He regarded Jack, who was looking off thoughtfully into the distance. "Sir?"
"I've just had an epiphany, Ianto," Jack declared.
"What, again, sir?"
"That alien, he had the right idea. You need a quest, a goal, to keep you entertained when you're going to live forever. Something to work towards. I don't think I'm going to bother with the alphabetical order, though."
"You want to insult everyone in the universe, sir?"
Jack grinned at Ianto as he moved closer, sliding his arms around Ianto's waist. "Well...insulting wasn't exactly what I had in mind."
"She is... Immortal. A thousand years old, and she cannot die. A creature of legend, like the Raven. A thief, who stole the Sun and the Moon. They sent a warrior to bring her back. He found her. Together they brought back light to the world. I was a cop. To me she was just a thief. Another day on the job. But she wasn't. She changed my life, changed... everything. And both of us knew from that moment on, nothing would ever be the same."
Inspector Poon climbed the staircase that led to the study of one Hanson Winkle, noted pornographic philanthropist. He wheezed with the effort, pausing on the third step to catch his breath and rearrange the five cigarettes in his mouth, the smoke from which was getting in his eyes.
Winkle had been found dead earlier that afternoon, in a case so mysterious and bizarre that no one on the police force actually cared enough to solve it. With apathy reigning throughout the precinct, the mystery had fallen in the lap of Inspector Poon, who had been asleep at his desk when everyone else drew straws. He awoke later in the afternoon with a post-it note attached to his forehead containing the directions to the Winkle Estate, and several longish straws up his nose.
Well the basic principles of the Sound of Hand Clapping Over Ear stance involves the notion of pressure points. Along with your temple and eyes, your ear is one of the most deadliest places that you could apply pressure to. You see, our ear has inside it, a delicate membrane called the tympanic membrane. The function of this membrane is mainly to vibrate with sound waves that enter the ear. It is greatly important to keep the air pressure on either side of this membrane equal. Normally, this would be the job of the Eustachian tube. However in certain cases, the Eustachian tube is not effective enough to do such a job (ie. When the Sound of Hand Clapping Over Ear stance is applied). In this situation, when the disequilibrium of air pressure is allowed to continue, the tympanic membrane will be unable to handle such a strain and will rupture. Following this, the ossicles in the middle ear will collapse from the constant ringing, which escalates until the entire auditory system implodes. Internal bleeding will soon result, and the fate of the victim will be obvious then.
Such techniques are formidable weapons. You should only ever use them in the last resort situation, where you have to protect the ones you love. Use it wisely.
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By TARA BURGHART, Associated Press Writer Sat Jun 23, 2:21 PM ET
CHICAGO - The woman with long, dark hair looks yearningly at the gold necklace in the window of a jewelry store. She fixates on the bling. There's some kind of disruption in the atmosphere. And then, the necklace is draped around her neck.
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Due to the nastyness of her vadge, only a solid diamond dildo can reach the trigger of the mine.