• A Bribe Called Quest
• Rad Religion
• Iggy Pip
• Rolette
• 3 Coors Down
• Tooters
• Distorbed
• Everlost
• Fuckshot LeFonque
• Mullet For My Valentine
• Dead Can Dunce
• John Soxx / John Fuxx
• Kim Milde
• Kings of Peon
• Piss
• Los Lomos
• Sadness
• Bark Knopfler (good name for a dog though!)
• Kisfits
• Neneh Churry
• Lightwish
• Outfast
• Rantera
• Papa Coach
• Petshot Boys
• Prance
• Project Kitchfork
• Public Enema
• Wage Against The Machine
• Rummstein
• Red Rot
• Red Slapper
• Polling Stones
• Mush
• Rantana
• Sneaker Pumps
• Spoop Dogg
• Stang
• System of a Yawn
• The Teach Boys
• The Lure
• Thelonius Gonk
• Pestbam

At least you have all the time and money.

What is even more confusing is that apparently, “cilantro” is only used for the stems and leaves, while the rest of the plant (the seeds especially) are still called coriander.

But that’s not the way to solve the issue

So… revolution? It worked once before!

It’s not a matter of “nobody should be allowed to be ultra wealthy,”

It kind of is. the more wealth someone has, the more power they have over other people’s life. They can buy laws and regulations, or have them removed. This is never a good thing. Billionaires simply must not exist. In fact, billionaires only exist because we have so many poor people. They profit from other people’s hard labour and misery. If it was not such a historically charged term, I would call them parasites.

If you want to horse around, I think I have two coconuts in the trunk.

Do you even joust, bro?

no like?

This is me. I got a bag of old weed from a friend who had stopped smoking years ago. I had never smoked a blunt in my life, and wasn’t a regular smoker either. So I did what any reasonable person would do abd turned it into a science experiment.

It was the late nineties and info on such matters freely flowed on the net. After some research, I decided to first produce hash oil, then make cookies from that. The process involved a lot of acetone and was pretty scary, and I would not try that again. I got some fine looking resin, and made the cookies. Then I tried one, and waited. Now, remember the guy who gave the weed to me said it was ages old and probably lost its effect. So I did what any reasonable person would do, and ate all of the cookies. You know, to make sure Id get at least some experience out if it.

The experience then started and lasted some 16 hours or so. It was weird seeing these strange cartoons play out before my eyes with them being fully open, and it was scary seeing my lungs pump air a few feet outside of my body, but other then that , it was quite an adventure. One I never repeated.

DOOOOOMMMM!!!

RANDOOOOOOOOOM!!11

Honestly, I don’t see the resemblence.

🎵 Mama Lauda! 🎵

What a grand and intoxicating innocence!

If only you were hot. Or if only you were cold. But you’re only LUKEWARM, and I spit you out!

– Klaus Kinski

I’d say this is part of the “zeal of the convert” phenomenon, where someone who converts to a belief tends to be more fanatical than someone raised in that belief.

Why am I instantly thinking of people who read a book that made them decide to stop smoking?