The fan is God... No matter what I ask of it, it always says no.

What's it like looking through your eyes? I feel hate, and fear nothing in my life, nothing can be as painfull as what has already happened, then I think, but what about the after life? Will I be banished to Hell for my wrong doings? Surly Hell is worse then anything on earth. So shall I be saved or punished and start all over again...

a mystery

Hot Coffe Mod for GTA San Andreas- -The game was released without the "hot coffe" mod -The game still had the mod, but it wasn't available -soon, "hackers" retrieved the mod and distributed it to children all over the world -Parents and politicians throw a fit and hold countless conferences to discuss the ratings of games -The game is all over the news and Rockstar games gets alot of free publicity THE TRUTH IS OUT THERE!

unsure,at times unstable. I focus on my on my faults or perceived faults

Firstly, let us just answer a few questions. Yes, we are being serious when we say that we are going to be soon taken over by the butterflies of this planet. And secondly, NO we were not on some mind-altering drug. Thirdly, we’re NOT under the influence of any alcoholic substance when this letter of notification was written. Please heed our warning. It may be the only thing that can save us from our insect enslaved fate. The butterflies of this small planet of ours are plotting against us and but sooner or later they, using their superior intelligence, will over run the human race and become the high rulers of this tiny home of ours. It’s not just the butterflies but generally ALL insects. They are already reproducing frequently and even at this primary stage they outnumber us human beings with the ratio of 16 to 1. But the madness does not end at this despairing fact. Believe us, it gets worse. It has come to out attention that allegedly the butterflies behind this conspiracy have employed the garden gnomes to assist them in their world domination scheme. THIS IS NOT GOOD FOR HUMAN KIND!!! The garden gnomes are smarter than you think even though they have hired the outdoor plants to help them with the task of observation of us humans in our daily activities. But then again the outdoor plants weren’t that smart either so they went and hired the household plants without informing the garden gnomes. It doesn’t end here. I swear all this is true. Once again I would like to stress thar I, nor my partner in this serious report, are mentally ill or have any previous insanity records. The conspiracy get MUCH more complicated than all of this mayhem. Apparently, household pets are also in cahoots with the garden gnomes, plants, butterflies and insects. So if your family has a ‘pet’ living at your current abode we strongly advise the disposal of this so called ’cute’ little friend of yours. If the disposal of the pet is not near possible at this point in time, then our advice is to simply keep your mouth shut whenever you are at home or in the presence of your animal ‘friend’. If this is not possible in your current situation, then just keep your mouth shut as much as you can. In fact, just shut up altogether. That would probably be safer than anything else. Yeah… just shut up. When a dog wags his little tail (if he has one) it is only for show, a cover! Mostly it’s the quiet animals that are the most suspicious. They observe everything that is one or said in the vicinity and we are CERTAIN that they report back to their evil insect masters with all their gathered information. So it is time to get rid of your cute little puppies and cuddly little kittens. Throw them in the trash. Have them ‘taken care of’. Send them to live with your old aunt ’Patricia’ in the country. Even if you have resort to slitting their throats, we IMPLORE to take these actions. It’s the only way to keep our secrets secret. NEVER EVER EVER EVER EVER believe ANYTHING an animla lover tells you. They are most likely involved in the whole insect domination plan as well. Believe us, NO ONE can love animals that much! We end this publication on one final note- watch your back! And don’t forget your front, sides, above you and below you!!! They are NOT cute. Not a single one of them! They have already caught you unawares if you are still a strict animal worshipper. Believe us, you are DOOMED! Run! Run, run, run, run, run!!! Run away and don’t look back. Run away and don’t come back! They are coming to get us and they have NO MERCY! Run while you can! Infact, don’t trust anyone! Never look at birds in the trees the same way. Don’t even trust US! Well actually, you probably should. Still, run away. Trust no one and get a ride to the nearest safest uninhabited planet as soon as possible.

i dont understand why africans dont't just build there villages around wells instead of walking 10 miles everyday to get water..

Well me and my friend came up with this view... if you have a multi-cloured woolen jumper, that means it must come form a multi-coloured sheep.

Sometimes I think about the days in the week, when I do, I think about the importance of each day, when I do that I put significance to each day; Sunday: the day of rest, Monday: the start of the working week (for most), Tuesday: we'll come back to that, Wednesday: mid-week slope towards the weekend, Thursday: the last day of the week when you make any real effort and also payday sometimes, Friday: the day before the weekend and you start to slacken at work, Saturday: it's the weekend, hurrah! Now back to Tuesday; what point is there to Tuesday, I can't think of one, if you took out Tuesday from the week think of the benefits: Only four working days, nearly nine more weeks a year, so if you lived to be 70 you would theorically have 606 extra weeks of life, that's another 1.67 years!

'If i see farther than you, it is only because I am standing on the shoulders of giants.' - Issac Newton, Although it is normally considered a very profound statement, it turns out it was probably an insulting reference to the lack of height attributed to one of Newton's rivals. So remember that people now renowned and sanctified as geniuses were just normal people like us, 'I you prick us do we not bleed', they had feelings: Revenge, jealousy, cynicism, etc,, like the rest of us.