Random stupid things on your mind. Post them.

[UnscreenedCaller]

Scones, pronounced anyway except with a long medial /o/.

[GravitySucks]

My kind of coloring book.

[albrecht]

Jean-Claude Juncker drunk? Or at least acting very bizarrely.

http://youtu.be/XPgiI46FCDU

[PB the Deplorable]

Okay then, what are these?

Pizza rolls

[Radio Activity]

[VtaGeezer]

Is it not politically correct to call England England?  As in England is part of Great Britain? I think we need an expert ruling on this.  Where are all those limey bastards when you need them?

Probably in the queue for the dole

England was just so uninclusive, and "PC-land" just didn't trip lightly from the lips, so the BBC imposed "UK" on them and they've all become generic "Brits";"British" has been relegated to geography and history texts.

[Juan]

Yorkie calls it the eUK.

[albrecht]

England was just so uninclusive, and "PC-land" just didn't trip lightly from the lips, so the BBC imposed "UK" on them and they've all become generic "Brits";"British" has been relegated to geography and history texts.

It is all politics and when the various countries got together. Interestingly in sports how some compete separately, sometimes as GB, and sometimes as UK depending on sport.
United Kingdom of Great Britain and Northern Ireland=countries, or former countries, of England, Scotland, Wales, and (N) Ireland
Great Britain (the biggest island in the British Isle)= England, Wales, and Scotland
England, Scotland, Wales, Ireland, N.Ireland= countries (or former countries)
But a lot of people just say "England" when they are meaning the UK or GB sort of like how people say "Holland" when Holland is just one of the provinces in The Netherlands

[VtaGeezer]

But a lot of people just say "England" when they are meaning the UK or GB sort of like how people say "Holland" when Holland is just one of the provinces in The Netherlands

I haven't heard or "England" or "English" (adj.) used in a long long time except when my wife orders her tea or I've flipped into an old movie with Errol Flynn in tights. I'm not sure if it's still OK to refer to one of them that way...maybe it means nativist bigot now. I once asked an English friend about it and he said he "Brits" was popularized by Welshmen who wanted to be liked. I know it didn't come into common usage in the US until the 1970s.

[bateman]

Loving this book

http://www.amazon.com/gp/aw/d/1862059357/ref=sxl1?qid=1465090487&sr=1&pi=AC_SX236_SY340_QL65

[pate]

I think we can all agree that one ounce of molasses(sp) is equivalent to forty-two grams of the same...

ediot: (sp)

[analog kid]

Pizza rolls

[pate]

In the absinthe of thinks to chew on my dawagers often revert to stick, stones or anything else.

Provided with rawhide, they seem to revere(not Paul, his beknighted..)

Ermm//.

[pate]

Who said BlahGab was funee?


https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=86Ry3ot67O0

[UnscreenedCaller]

Just saw the upper right corner. MV, that was brilliant!

[aldousburbank]

Thoughts are my dog and words are my tree.

[Evil Twin Of Zen]

 

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[TigerLily]

New customer

[MV/Liberace!]

Jean-Claude Juncker drunk? Or at least acting very bizarrely.

http://youtu.be/XPgiI46FCDU

heh heh, that's great.

[analog kid]

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rN5Oa_WdjjM

[Evil Twin Of Zen]

 

Impure Mathematics

To prove once and for all that math can be fun, we present: Wherein it is related how that paragon of womanly virtue, young Polly Nomial (our heroine) is accosted by that notorious villain Curly Pi, and factored (oh horror!!!)

Once upon a time (1/t) pretty little Polly Nomial was strolling across a field of vectors when she came to the boundary of a singularly large matrix. Now Polly was convergent, and her mother had made it an absolute condition that she must never enter such an array without her brackets on. Polly, however, who had changed her variables that morning and was feeling particularly badly behaved, ignored this condition on the basis that it was insufficient and made her way in amongst the complex elements. Rows and columns closed in on her from all sides. Tangents approached her surface. She became tensor and tensor. Quite suddenly two branches of a hyperbola touched her at a single point. She oscillated violently, lost all sense of directrix, and went completely divergent. As she tripped over a square root that was protruding from the erf and plunged headlong down a steep gradient. When she rounded off once more, she found herself inverted, apparently alone, in a non-Euclidean space.

She was being watched, however. That smooth operator, Curly Pi, was lurking inner product. As his eyes devoured her curvilinear coordinates, a singular expression crossed his face. He wondered, "Was she still convergent?" He decided to integrate properly at once. Hearing a common fraction behind her, Polly rotated and saw Curly Pi approaching with his power series extrapolated. She could see at once by his degenerate conic and dissipative that he was bent on no good.
     "Arcsinh," she gasped.
     "Ho, ho," he said, "What a symmetric little asymptote you have I can see you angles have lots of secs."
     "Oh sir," she protested, "keep away from me I haven't got my brackets on."
     "Calm yourself, my dear," said our suave operator, "your fears are purely imaginary."
     "I, I," she thought, "perhaps he's not normal but homologous."
     "What order are you?" the brute demanded.
     "Seventeen," replied Polly.
     Curly leered "I suppose you've never been operated on."
     "Of course not," Polly replied quite properly, "I'm absolutely convergent."
     "Come, come," said Curly, "let's off to a decimal place I know and I'll take you to the limit."
     "Never," gasped Polly.
     "Abscissa," he swore, using the vilest oath he knew.
His patience was gone. Coshing her over the coefficient with a log until she was powerless, Curly removed her discontinuities. He stared at her significant places, and began smoothing out her points of inflection. Poor Polly. The algorithmic method was now her only hope. She felt his digits tending to her asymptotic limit. Her convergence would soon be gone forever. There was no mercy, for Curly was a heavy-side operator. Curly's radius squared itself; Polly's loci quivered. He integrated by parts. He integrated by partial fractions. After he cofactored, he performed runge-kutta on her. The complex beast even went all the way around and did a contour integration. What an indignity - to be multiply connected on her first integration. Curly went on operating until he completely satisfied her hypothesis, then he exponentiated and became completely orthogonal.

When Polly got home that night, her mother noticed that she was no longer piecewise continuous, but had been truncated in several places But it was too late to differentiate now. As the months went by, Polly's denominator increased monotonically. Finally she went to L'Hopital and generated a small but pathological function which left surds all over the place and drove Polly to deviation.

The moral of our sad story is this: "If you want to keep your expressions convergent, never allow them a single degree of freedom."

[pate]

Courtney, see... erm

Courtesy...........

[akwilly]

I grabbed the same fat girl from the bar that I did awhile back. She is not wearing yoga pants but I think I can make something out of what she has. They are kinda like jeans but stretchy.

[akwilly]

I need to have sex with the fat girl at her place. Poor planning on my part. I can't send it home pants less. Fuckin beers man.

[akwilly]

I'm pretty sure I can get her bigass yoga pants but I need to be doing her at her place. It was weird that she lit a scented candle and I don't have any. Musta been in her purse that she brought

[akwilly]

She had a wallet in her pants which was odd

[akwilly]

I'm just relieved it's over. I don't have confidence finding the hole doing it doggy style with a fatty. Luckily she was a good smoocher and had a pretty face so I did normal sex position. Thankfully I was able to contort my body in the shape of a question mark and do the deed. Her heft made eye contact impossible but I got to rest my head in some booby's.

[akwilly]

She is a great gal and I will get her yoga pants. Not only will I stuff them to make a large pillow but I will also use them as some sort of cooking device. Maybe I will fill it with noodles and make spaghetti.

[akwilly]

I was really worried that she woulda had to take a poo and I knew I didn't have a big enough poo box. That fear rendered my impotent for a few minutes. She luckily didn't notice me whacking off behind her leg before the sex. My dog saw me I think

[albrecht]

http://www.mailtribune.com/article/20160610/NEWS/160619941
" The cowboy and his horse then chased after the alleged thief as the man, struggling with the gears, ditched the bike and attempted to flee on foot. Borba said he grabbed his rope and let it fly, lassoing the man around his legs and causing him to tumble to the ground, dragging him like roped cattle to the end of the parking lot. Borba said the man then grabbed a tree near Carl's Jr. and attempted to break free, but Borba and Long John kept the rope taut.  The suspect's look of surprise at being chased by a man on horseback was priceless, Borba said. The man asked him, "Do you have a badge to do this?" Borba said.  Borba called 911 and sat with the lassoed suspect for about 15 minutes until Eagle Point police arrived. Eagle Point Sgt. Darin May identified the suspect as Victorino Arellano-Sanchez, 22, and described him as a transient from the Seattle area. "