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Originally posted by Kradlum:
In a clinical trial, Viagra boosted the performance of 57% of users by 161 feet.

This makes sense; wasn't it viagra's original use anyway? The whole erection thing was a side effect, though I can't recall where I heard this.

From Digg:

""Lucky and Flo, the two Labradors who helped sniff out nearly 1 million illegal discs last week within days of joining Malaysia's anti-piracy effort, have been moved to a safe house. A source had tipped off officials about a bounty offered for killing the sniffer dogs, "The dogs are a genuine threat to the pirated disc syndicates""

Man. Pirate DVD disk smelling dogs. That's far out.

poor thing.

Possibly the most disturbing video EVAR!!!!!M.C R0v3

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Originally posted by Boogerhead:

Yeah, is that spooky or what!

So that's what happened to my giant twelve-sider.

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Originally posted by Boogerhead:
Possibly the most disturbing video EVAR!!!!!M.C R0v3

argh. And how.

Gonna need to lobotomize myself with a rusty ice cream scoop to get that out of my head. See you around..

Two things that naturally go together. Football and celery.

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Originally posted by Pigkilla:

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Originally posted by Boogerhead:
Possibly the most disturbing video EVAR!!!!!M.C R0v3

argh. And how.

Gonna need to lobotomize myself with a rusty ice cream scoop to get that out of my head. See you around..

A long, long time ago...
I can still remember
How that music used to make me smile.
And I knew if I had my chance
That I could make those people dance
And, maybe, they'd be happy for a while.

But february made me shiver
With every paper I'd deliver.
Bad news on the doorstep;
I couldn't take one more step.

I can't remember if I cried
When I read about his widowed bride,
But something touched me deep inside
The day the music died.

So bye-bye, miss american pie.
Drove my chevy to the levee,
But the levee was dry.
And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye
Singin', "this'll be the day that I die.
"this'll be the day that I die."

Did you write the book of love,
And do you have faith in God above,
If the Bible tells you so?
Do you believe in rock 'n roll,
Can music save your mortal soul,
And can you teach me how to dance real slow?

Well, I know that you're in love with him
`cause I saw you dancin' in the gym.
You both kicked off your shoes.
Man, I dig those rhythm and blues.

I was a lonely teenage broncin' buck
With a pink carnation and a pickup truck,
But I knew I was out of luck
The day the music died.

I started singin',
"bye-bye, miss american pie."
Drove my chevy to the levee,
But the levee was dry.
Them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye
And singin', "this'll be the day that I die.
"this'll be the day that I die."

Now for ten years we've been on our own
And moss grows fat on a rollin' stone,
But that's not how it used to be.
When the jester sang for the king and queen,
In a coat he borrowed from james dean
And a voice that came from you and me,

Oh, and while the king was looking down,
The jester stole his thorny crown.
The courtroom was adjourned;
No verdict was returned.
And while lennon read a book of marx,
The quartet practiced in the park,
And we sang dirges in the dark
The day the music died.

We were singing,
"bye-bye, miss american pie."
Drove my chevy to the levee,
But the levee was dry.
Them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye
And singin', "this'll be the day that I die.
"this'll be the day that I die."

Helter skelter in a summer swelter.
The birds flew off to the fallout shelter,
Eight miles high and falling fast.
It landed foul on the grass.
The players tried for a forward pass,
With the jester on the sidelines in a cast.

Now the half-time air was sweet perfume
While the sergeants played a marching tune.
We all got up to dance,
Oh, but we never got the chance!
`cause the players tried to take the field;
The marching band refused to yield.
Do you recall what was revealed
The day the music died?

We started singing,
"bye-bye, miss american pie."
Drove my chevy to the levee,
But the levee was dry.
Them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye
And singin', "this'll be the day that I die.
"this'll be the day that I die."

Oh, and there we were all in one place,
A generation lost in space
With no time left to start again.
So come on: jack be nimble, jack be quick!
Jack flash sat on a candlestick
Cause fire is the devil's only friend.

Oh, and as I watched him on the stage
My hands were clenched in fists of rage.
No angel born in hell
Could break that satan's spell.
And as the flames climbed high into the night
To light the sacrificial rite,
I saw satan laughing with delight
The day the music died

He was singing,
"bye-bye, miss american pie."
Drove my chevy to the levee,
But the levee was dry.
Them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye
And singin', "this'll be the day that I die.
"this'll be the day that I die."

I met a girl who sang the blues
And I asked her for some happy news,
But she just smiled and turned away.
I went down to the sacred store
Where I'd heard the music years before,
But the man there said the music wouldn't play.

And in the streets: the children screamed,
The lovers cried, and the poets dreamed.
But not a word was spoken;
The church bells all were broken.
And the three men I admire most:
The father, son, and the holy ghost,
They caught the last train for the coast
The day the music died.

And they were singing,
"bye-bye, miss american pie."
Drove my chevy to the levee,
But the levee was dry.
And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye
Singin', "this'll be the day that I die.
"this'll be the day that I die."

They were singing,
"bye-bye, miss american pie."
Drove my chevy to the levee,
But the levee was dry.
Them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye
Singin', "this'll be the day that I die."

Great reference Split. Very appropriate.

You're apparently more resistant to the Videodrome signal. I'm still pretty much a gibbering idiot after watching that video.

Can't get over this....

Anyone for a spot of mud-wrestling?

So what the hell is this?

Someone in Edmonton's started a petition to protect Sasquatch.

Which is stupid, because we all know that Sasquatch is a fraud.

82 year-old's body in morgue for > 4 years, because family refuses to collect it.

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THE body of an 82-year-old woman has languished in a Brisbane morgue for four years because her family will not accept explanations of how she died in hospital.

In a bizarre stand-off with Queensland authorities, June Woo's children refuse to take custody of her remains until an inquest is held into her November 2002 death.

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Mrs Woo was admitted to the PA on November 14, 2002, with acute respiratory and renal failure, among other complications from long-standing health problems.

According to the hospital, her daughters – Helena, Catherine Yu, 60, and Rosemary Yu, 55 – were told it was very likely Mrs Woo would not survive the night.

They challenged this at the time and, through a Cantonese interpreter, pointed out that their mother had been close to death before, but had always pulled through.

So when she died the next day, they naturally concluded she'd been killed by over-medication.

Dude, what part of "Queensland Medical Services" don't you understand?

The Ugandan doctor is probably refusing to release details of the death for fear of pissing off the evil spirits that still haunt the body because the doc was forced to wash his hands and treat unmarried, pregnant women at the hospital - which are all things that piss off the spirits.

The Russian Imus Conspiracy theory...

The possibility that Vlad the Impaler likes Don Anus makes me doubt the Anus even more.