Officially described by the USENET fans of Monty Python, this comprehensive list of slurs should keep you entertained as it educates you!
A group of Yale students dressed as "Music Pirates" crashed an RIAA Tea meeting and gave out pirated music cd's. Arrrr!
As I wake, I feel a cold sensation on the right side of my face. Realizing the coldness is the bathroom floor, I get up, slowly, as to not provoke nausea(sp?). A flash of memories that feel oh-so-distant run through my mind: $4 liters at the brewing company, shots of bourbon, a big blank where me driving home should be, trying to type on my french keyboard(the letters are different), and finally, giving a chunky sacrifice(s) to the porcelain god. Even though no one witnessed the latter half of those events, I feel the shame in my own eyes. Waking up on the bathroom floor is just not as meepy as the reckless abandon portrayed in so many rockstar stories(snare drum full of vodka anyone?). Instead, it feels like the bottom, dead bottom. Not an achievement to be celebrated, or commemorated by a song, just a man who pushed himself past his limits, and didn't realize where he was until it was too late. On a happier note, I am no longer employed by the sushi bar. Things were getting too uncomfortable. My boss had become an meep, my liberties taken, the pressure put on. I always swore to myself that when I reached a point where I didn't want to go to work, it was time to move on. It was long overdue. Now comes the fun part of trying to get another job that pays enough for me to pay the billz and eat decent meals on a regular basis. Unemployment is the best though, maybe I'll do a flash cartoon about being unemployed, and people will send me money. By the way, on the "Add Journal Entry" page, that I am currently looking at, it says "List All of Your Enteries", looks like khz or vasudeva needs to fix this meep. Just givin a heads up, not a criticism. My girlfriends friends have somehow found my online journal, which doesn't really bother me that much, but journal entries are usually more open and honest when the writer can write anonymously, and no one in their everyday life can confront them about it. Almost like self-censorship as an instinct to protect yourself from criticism. Oh well, read it, enjoy it, experience a little bit of me and how I think, even if it does give you a bad conception of me, I don't give a meep. There was a time when I would've cared, but that time is long gone. I won't give you that power, I won't give anyone that power.
Oh the good old days...
So I'm sitting here at my comp and, as is often the case, the meeping Cat is occupying my lap. At the moment he is tucked in that loaf-of-bread position and is resting his head on the pull-out wrist rest. Pretty meep cute, albeit completely in the way, and being bored I hop on Google and see what comes up with the search for "The meeping Cat."
As well as other previously confirmed acts, the Matrix Reloaded will also include material from the following artists / groups:
An old favorite, still alive somehow. Enjoy it again all over again for the first time (again.) Also good, besides the Rules of Thumb, is the Palm Pilot Urinator.
Many a false step is made by standing still.
I remember when I was younger, around the tender age of 15 or 16 or so, one conversation with one of my overly-hyper friends from back home. First off, you would have to understand that I did way too much drugs when i was younger. And second, that well in my own mind I handled some of the harder drugs better than others. One of my friends Chad tended to talk about some whacked out stuff. See the game James Bond for the Nintendo 64 had just come out, so in our nights of sleeplessness we would entertain ourselves by running around and killing animated persons and ourselves. Hey, at the time it was pretty cool. But I remember Chad saying once to the effect of something like, "Man, wouldn't be cool to just run around rampet and shoot people for no reason, it wouls be cool to just like sit on a rooftop and blow people's heads off, not giving a fuk." Like I said not accurate, but really meepin close. We got pretty indepth into what to do if this or that happened.
So Stygian, Like the dark places, So dark, Like the tortured death of my dreams. I am tortured. -- Random Goth Girlman
Watch the worlds greatest meep bandit.
Finally, practical wearable computers. We can all sleep now.
I like how the snake, decapitated, still wouldn't give up.
Planet Terror!!! PLatrix! Anyway, this video clip is about 25megs long, but it is sure entertaining.
All those Hitler followers are so durn friendly!!! Hi!!
I love this idea.
Nothing better than a random sniper with a good sense of humor.
Another link to one of the "I Rule" sites. Pretty funny, espescially Candy the Crack meep.
From whence did it spring? From MULTICS, baby.
A fine idea for those of you who like beer and think jets are cool.
I find it interesting that many people who see my site or see me in person immediately think of the 80's. If the hair, Its been long since I was 13... 1979, this is before the 80's... In the late 70's, everyone I knew had long hair, so it was no big deal to me. If my clothes, they are all from the late 90's, so definately not an 80's look...
The military is so cute with its names.
clokhed: false momad
This guy critiques childrens artwork. Somewhat amusing...
"According to police, Officer James Waters was on patrol and saw Mrs. Petriello in front of her home holding a rifle and a stun gun, which she turned on and off while hitting her shrubs with the device."
They'll thank you for it.
Remake of the Japanese horror movie. Looks rad.
To quote Marvel Studios CEO Avi Arad, SUB-MARINERand PRIME are two characters that have incredible stories. SUB-MARINER will be an epic underwater tale of majestic fantasy. PRIME is a complete departure from the standard superhero story. With this film we are developing what we think will be Marvel's first superhero action-comedy.
This'll teach news dudes to study their resources a little more closely.
Libertarian Senate Candidate who turned himself blue out of hypochondriac quackery. It's a great country.
Make your favorite zany Shrub say what you want him to say, minus the muddled Texan proverbs! Props to the guy who did this, I'd like to see alot more things like this floating around, blur the line between bushisms and reality till it's all a load of BS. ohwait.....
The Home Ec rulebook for good wives. Every so-called "modern" woman should learn from this. The only thing missing is that section on giving ...
Let's hear it for sabotage!
So I rode on a motorcycle for the first time tonight. My boyfriend's only preparation advice was "Ok, if anything happens, don't try to save yourself." Me: "Um.... ok." Him: "Just go with the bike, let me save you." Me: "Ok, so basically, just don't do anything." Him: "Yeah." That, particularly the 'don't try to save yourself' bit, kept ringing through my head, especially when we got on the highway and I thought my meeping face was gonna fall off. But I dug it, by the end of the evening, though during the first hour or so I realized a few things:
Check out Yasmine Bleeth. meep is tired-looking.
Here's an entertaining AIM log between myself and MegAnonymouse. There were previous ones much like this.
After a year of painstaking scientific research, the world's funniest joke was revealed on Thursday.
Signed by Woz and Kevin. You can even pay for him to hand-deliver it.
This is great. Physics is a wierd thing.
Weakly mysterious that are painted white, burn your hands when you touch them, and play Elvis songs. Art?
Nintendo & Mario, Proud Sponsers of Des Lynam's Moustache
The White House was unamused.
meeping rebels and their meep Coke.
The title says it all here!
I just had the most pleasant shopping experience of my dumb life this evening. I went out to stock up for an Indian food recipe and discovered the supermarket was crawling with fine women. Crawling. This is bizarre, not only because I'm not used to the grocery store being my own personal eyeball harem, but because I was pretty sure this state didn't contain that many good-looking females, period.
ortonomix: why would the english word for pain be the french word for bread?
Well, if not 37, then at least a whole lot.
Make the gelatin according to the Jigglers' recipe. Then, shine the laser through it.
Short animation of the way cows might really view us, and at the end the way we meat-eaters view them.