Hey, you ain't really you and you ain't really down
Plus I'm tired of seeing you fucking for they face of ground
'Cause when I sit back and think back of how you found me
It make me react react my fucking yammy
Now I don't cock, though my mnd is in the sewer
I just kick back six pack and then I do 'er
But she gets stuck on crowing like a cat
'Cause the toes got sucked on she don't know how to act
Back in the days I am 237, used to rumble Kevin
Backing hoes was like heaven
Eleven, years later I tried to hide
And hoped they pass me by like I'm the pharycyde
Just let me puff and lounge with my niggas
Don't have no time to fake funk with triggers
Don't believe in kids with that puts cat say
Fuck around with Fasion get your whole shit bit
Spend crazy years with the blues pay dues
Before I met the Psycho is in the junk yard juice
But now the crew combined and we can't be stopped
Going around the globe to collect the props

I get stoned everyday I gots nothing else to do
I'm getting drunk with my niggas `til the night is thru
And when the night is thru, I won't have a fucking clue
Of what tomorrow will bring so I pay ten [true]
Yo life's kind of funny if you don't make money
Then your days ain't fuckin sunny
Excuse me for my language
But I'm trying to get my last thing together
And bought the crib to be in my damn bids so neve

Acted like I deserve to have it
I whipped I stabbed it I whipped I grabbed it you silly
Rabbit, I'm coming at your door
Tracks behind the stacks better yo I'm brought showa
I'm showa, unlike others wanna pop u
Use a pistol drop dogging that shit you need to stop
'Cause when I approach and you can't back up
What you said [Toma]
Fly you fucking head like that

Real niggas do real things and that's a fact
And real niggas could lick their hoes in niggas backs
And your life's down like a heavy price to pay
For some bullshit that you ain't even had to say
But don't sweat that, 'cause I'm 'ma let you keep your head
If I wanted to kill, you're already be dead
I gotta a lot of things to do, a lot of money to make
I got no time for you and all the moves you fake
Taking care of business yeah without a doubt
And I'm 'ma make a million dollars kid before I'm out
Yeah I gotta give a shout to my peeps in Corona
Going hand to hand gettin' loot on the corner
Life is full of stress and to rest my brain
So I puff the buddha bless and destroy the pain
I gotta a lot of things to do, a lot of money to make
I got no time for you and all the moves you fake

I've seen this sort of thing happening with sci-fi robes in other media before (generally executed much better), and thought I'd take a stab at it. Thank you for the kind words! If I could do it again I'd make ponce a little stockier. Maybe for his diamond

In reply to this comment by my15minutes:
first off, wow, nicole! superlative duplication of avatar details, and extending into the unknown space of their forms. plus i love how you incorporated the Sydney Opera House into the composition.

obsidian happens to be the first sifter on the probie donations list, and i've frequently enjoyed rhesus' commentary here. but since you're both at 100, ponce gets the congratulatory promote this time:

http://www.videosift.com/video/Corona-Parody-Ad

and a hearty high five for all.

first off, wow, nicole! superlative duplication of avatar details, and extending into the unknown space of their forms. plus i love how you incorporated the Sydney Opera House into the composition.

obsidian happens to be the first sifter on the probie donations list, and i've frequently enjoyed rhesus' commentary here. but since you're both at 100, ponce gets the congratulatory promote this time:

http://www.videosift.com/video/Corona-Parody-Ad

and a hearty high five for all.

Hmmm I'm gonna have an 8AM Monday Corona in honour of this pretentious bullshit!

Stanton T. Friedman, UFOlogist, Physicist and Author will come to The Brogan Museum (350 S. Duval St., Tallahassee, FL) to lecture on the Roswell Incident!

Come for illustrated lectures:
“The Real Roswell Story”
November 7, at 7 p.m. and

“Star Travel? Yes!”
November 8 at 11 a.m.
Tickets are $10 each and are on sale at The Brogan Museum or by calling: 850-513-0700 x 0.

Friedman received his BS and MS degrees in physics from the University of Chicago in 1955 and 1956. For 14 years he worked on the development of a wide variety of classified, advanced nuclear and space systems for such companies as GE, GM, Westinghouse, McDonnell Douglas, TRW Systems and Aerojet General Nucleonics.
Stanton Friedman became interested in Flying Saucers in 1958, gave his first lecture in 1967, and in the mid-1970s began the civilian investigation of the recovery of crashed flying saucers near Roswell, New Mexico.
Friedman has spoken at more than 600 colleges and over 100 professional groups in all 50 states, 9 Canadian provinces, and 16 other countries. He has appeared on hundreds of TV and radio programs including Larry King (4 times), Nightline, Peter Jennings, ET, Canada AM, Coast to Coast radio with Art Bell , George Noory, and George Knapp and in dozens of Documentaries on the History, Discovery,and Sci-Fi channels. He has published more than 90 UFO articles, Co-authored “Crash at Corona: The Definitive Study of the Roswell Incident” as well as “Captured! The Betty and Barney Hill UFO Experience” (with Kathleen Marden, Betty’s niece), “TOP SECRET/MAJIC” about Operation Majestic 12, and in June the new 2008 “Flying Saucers and Science”.

Tags for this video have been changed from 'kittens, 1 in 5000, die, do, to, FIP, 95percent, have, Corona' to 'kittens, 1 in 5000, die, due, to, FIP, 95percent, have, Corona' - edited by MarineGunrock

You can see solar flares, spots, and surface convection in a backyard telescope. Though you NEED proper equipment and knowledge how to do it properly!!!

NEVER POINT A TELESCOPE AT THE SUN. Unless you know exactly what you are doing. Ever burn a leaf with a magnifying glass as a kid. Imagine that 100x plus in strength on your eyeball. You will be instantly and permanently blinded.

A scope with a solar filter (Baader Solarfilm or properly filtered glass elements) for very low cost, shows sunspots. Not real solar surface detail, no corona. No flares.

Unfortunately the best visuals is with some rather pricey Hydrogen Alpha filtering equipment. But a few grand invested gives beautiful flare/surface detail. Coronado was one company that manufactured those things, but I haven't looked them up in a long while. Not sure if they are still around.

As you might imagine, you don't need a large aperture telescope. A small refractor sized scope is plenty big. Your goal isn't to collect more light, which is what larger scopes do. You want to get enough light, but you will be blocking out most of it with the specialized filters so you don't fry your eyeballs.

If you are interested and don't know where to start. Contact your local Astronomy club. Every nation has clubs somewhere. Not sure? Contact your local university's astronomy dept. They will know for sure. Heck, someone at the club or university likely owns one of these things so you can see one in person. Even better, search the internet.

1. Under the bridge – Red Hot Chili Peppers
2. A Quick One, While He’s Away – The Who
3. Shatter – Feeder
4. Extraordinary Girl – Green Day
5. Bomb – Bush
6. Drastic Actions – Bad Religion
7. Dead Ringer For Love – Meat Loaf
8. Feel Like Rain – Motion City Soundtrack
9. Corona Radiata – Nine Inch Nails
10. The Bad Touch – Bloodhound Gang

Well it could of gone worse.

I just polished off a bag of goofy 'gourmet' chocolate corn chips. WTF? they keep my fingers keyboard-clean, but they were weird and probably more complimentary to permanent markers than beer. Jonny, do you ever mix up your beer? For example, Corona with no lime, chased by a PBR? I'm looking for inventive combinations...

And, Schmawy, Menthol or non, light of barely filtered?

Kronos, you've got to have one clean keyboard, my friend, what do you eat when you feel risky with the old Hewlett Packard? Wait, don't tell me, you have a plastic keyboard cover ??? Isn't that akin to covering the sofa with vinyl??

upvote for the message... but upvote even more for the typewriters! there's an Oliver 9, a Blickensderfer, and what looks like a Hermes! yay for typewriter collectors!

oh! and a folding portable Corona 3!

....oh my word... a whole row of Corona 3s...

I breathe that same air, although it's mixed with deisel fumes from idling shuttlebuses at the dpartue curb for a flight to Amsterdam. The futile process of trying to absorb enough nicotene to get me across the pond probably makes me look like a mad man while tapping at tiny keys. If I were deranged enough I could pretend I was Dr. T, a real giant at a tiny Smith Corona.

My carry ob is full of books and my blood full of Old Crow and I'm thinking about plane crashes and how it's probably a pretty wonderful way to go.

I better clear my cache so the TSA goons don't see that last line,

it's akin to a Mexican cocktail called "michelada" but its usually better with a good ol' fashioned corona or sol or pacifico and with lucas to line the rim of the glass to give it that salty flare. I can't stand budweiser so I've managed to stay away from trying this travesty.

...the things you learn living next to the border.

Well I don't mean to brag, but I am called "fucker" quite often.

In reply to this comment by MarineGunrock:
What can I say? You're one of the funniest fuckers on here!

In reply to this comment by kronosposeidon:
Thanks for the star, dude!

In reply to this comment by MarineGunrock:
Dag, you mean "terrible?" Put down the Coronas.

And a *quality introduction, KP!

Congrats, sometimes. Other times, fuck off.

What can I say? You're one of the funniest fuckers on here!

In reply to this comment by kronosposeidon:
Thanks for the star, dude!

In reply to this comment by MarineGunrock:
Dag, you mean "terrible?" Put down the Coronas.

And a *quality introduction, KP!

Congrats, sometimes. Other times, fuck off.

Thanks for the star, dude!

In reply to this comment by MarineGunrock:
Dag, you mean "terrible?" Put down the Coronas.

And a *quality introduction, KP!

Congrats, sometimes. Other times, fuck off.