the driver was obviously not experienced enough to control his vehicle. you can see the jag's right-rear tire losing it's grip right from the moment it enters frame and can hear the rubber straining as it passes. the jag driver then proceeds, rather stupidly, to continue acceleration as the corner tightens ahead, ensuring that grip breaks.

the situation could have been salvaged by a couple of methods. either feathering back on the throttle to decrease speed slightly and regain grip, or a light hold on the brake while allowing the vehicle to slowly drift into the outer lane (not possible due to traffic.)

or you could use the Initial D method, jam the brake for a second, mash the gas while turning sharply to DORIFTO!

I am grateful for a bit of renewed hope in the human condition...even though there are still some who take delight in standing on roofs throwing jagged objects at strangers.

Ok Ok OK...(Lost power and having to start over for your job-losin' ass....

This should make you feel less like a time wasting dumb ass....

I worked at a Xmas store back in 87 for a friend of my mother's from the hippie days...seasonal-retail...On break one day OI bought a copy of the collected "Life In Hell" Series from Matt Groening...while reading it at work, I realized that Bongo and his co-workers, represented perfectly in my own experience, just how much my life was like their hell.

I quickly and enthusiastically xeroxed a copy of my favorite workplace escapade, labeled each character with co-worker's names, esp the boss, and proudly pinned it up for all to see the next day.(You see I closed, and the boss opened, and I thought her recovering alcoholics Excedrine-addicted crazy bitch-ass would have a sense of humor!!...

She greeted me the next day with a smile, a coffee and caffeine jag from the asprinz addiction, and a piece of paper in her hand she smiled and described as my last check, my ass at the door...(she could have called, I was fucking late anyhow)

I wrote Matt.

I sent him a copy of his doctored cartoon strip and an explanation attempting to evoke some sympathy as well as tickle him because I had had enough of that place anyway ...he replied with a postcard with a "You know what they say, work is hell." and a signature on the back, and a cool autographed in marker production print glossy of him next to a marina holding a duck with a cartoon bubble for the duck quacking, "Halp, Halp! HALP!"

This was the year the Simpsons first appeared on the Tracey Ullman Show-Still got that gear, baby.....On f'sale on Ebay..... Item# 90824655..?

$453,000 a year doesn't require brains, apparently.

41-0 was the result of the Jags fear of Cap'n Headbutt.

It's almost ten o clock see i got a ball of lifted property
so i slid my beenie hat on sloppily
and promenade out to take up a collection
i got game like i read the directions
i 'm wishing that i had an automobile
as i feel the cold wind rush past
but let me state that i am a hustler for real
so you know i got the stolen bus pass
just as the bus pulls up and i step to the rear
this ole lady look like she drank a forty of fear
i see my ole school partner said his brother got popped
pay my respects
can you ring the bell we came to my stop
the street light reflects off the piss on the ground
which reflects off the hamburger sign as it turns round
which reflects off the chrome of the bmw
which reflects off the fact that i am broke
now what the fuck is new
i need loot i sweat the motherfucka
in the tweed suit
and i'm on his ass quicker than a kick from a grease boot
eased up slow and discreet
could tell he was suspicious by the way he slid his feet
didn't wanna fuck up the come on
so i smiled with my eyes said hey how it's hanging guy
bumped into his shoulders but he passed with no reaction
damn this motherfucka had a hella of andrew jacksons
i'm a thief or pickpocket give a fuck what you call it
used to call em fat cats.
i just call them wallets getting federal aint just a klepto
master card or visa i'd gladly accept those
sneaky motherfucka with a scam know how to pull it
got a mirror in my pocket but that wont stop no bullets
story just begun but you already know
aint no need to get down shit i'm already low

My footsteps echo in the darkness
my teeth clenched tight like a fist in the cold sharp mist
i look down and i hear my somach growling
step to burger king to attack it like a shaolin
i never pay for shit that i can get by doing dirt
link up to the girl cashier and start to flirt
all up in her face and her breath was like murder
damn the shit i do for a free hamburger
(girl )"well you got my number you gonna call me tonite"
it depends is them burgers attached to a price
"sorry sorry"
im just kidding i'ma call you write you love letters
"it's all good"
thanks for the burgers emm hook me up with a dr pepper.
(girl)thats cool you want some ice
yeah and some fries will be hella nice
(girl) damn my managers coming play it off okay have a nice day
im up outta here anyway
i use peoples before they use me
cos you could get got by an uzi over an oz
thats what an og told me
gots to find someplace warm and cozy to eat the vittles that i just got
came to an underground parking lot
this place is good as any fuck its all good
walked in found a car hopped itself up on a hood
ate my burger threw back my cola
somebody said hey it was a rented pig i thought it was a roller
"want me to call the cops?"
i dont want them to see me
looked down and saw that i was sitting on a lamboughini
it was rollses ferraris and jags by the dozen
a building door opened
damn it was my cousin
getting offa work dressed up no lie
tux cummerband and a blackbow tie
i was like hey
"who is it"
me
"oh whats up man i just quit this company
they hella racist and the pay was too low "
i said arite what was up in there though
"a party with rich motherfuckas i dont know the situation
i know they got cabbage owning corporations
ibm chryslers and shit is what they seeing"
just then a light bulb went off in my head
they be thinking all black folks is resembling
gimme your tux and i'll do some pocket swindling
fit the change in the bathroom and i freeze off my nuts
lets take a short break
while i get into this tux
grunt zipp
alright i'm ready

Fresh dressed like a million bucks
i be the flyiest muthafucka in an afro and a tux
my arm is at a right angle up silver tray in my hand
may i interest you in some caviar mam
my eyes shoots round the room there and here
noticing the diamonds in the chandelier
background barry manilow copacobana
and a strong ass scent of stoagies from havana
what no place where a brother might been
snobby ole ladies drinking champagne with rich white men
allrite then lets begin this
nights like this is good for business
five minutes in the mix noticed several diffrent cliques
talking giggling and shit
well one mother fucka gave me twits
and everbody else jacking it throttling
found out later you know coca cola bottling
talking to a black man who he's confused
we looking hella bourgie
ass all tight and seditty
recognzed him as the mayor of my city
who treats young black man like frank nitty
mr coke said to mr mayor "you know we got a process like ice t's hair
we put up the fund for your election campaign
and oh um waiter can you bring the champagne"
a real estate fronts as opportunities arousing
to make some condos out of low income housing
immediately we need some media heat
to say that gangs run the street and then we bring in the police fleet
harrasing me everbody till they look inebriated
when we bought the land motherfuckas will appreciate it
dont worry about the urban league or jesse jackson
my man that owns marlboros
donated a fat sum
thats when i step back some to contemplate what few know
sat down wrestle with my thoughts like a sumo
aint no one player that could beat this lunancy
aint no hustler on the street could do a whole community
this is how deep shit can get
it reads macaroni on my birth certificate
poontang is my middle name but i cant hang
i'm getting hustled
only knowing half the game
shit how the fuck do i get out of this place.

okay ? so BIg Ol U. S of The A is so advanced and is the best country in the world says the red state reject(s) and she beats and thumps her chest pround. and then say something so backwards so moronic that anyone in an actual decent civil society is rightfully shocked. and those words where " why should I pay for your health care"

Jag'off

Bravo sir! I do owe you a cookie. Thanks for the suggestions!!

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http://www.videosift.com/video/Jags-Fan-Uses-Foam-Thing-as-Vagina
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You owe me a cookie.

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http://www.videosift.com/video/Vagina-Eye-from-Blowing-Broken-Nose
http://www.videosift.com/video/Storm-Large-My-vagina-is-eight-miles-wide
http://www.videosift.com/video/MC-Vagina-I-Kill-People

You owe me a cookie.

hmmmm,
this can be reversed quite easily.
and if a women is so repugnant as to play on a man's insecurity,she has lost all rights to be treated as a respectable person.
so lets fuck with this type of girl shall we?
1.any woman so shallow as to indulge in this self-absorbed practice has most likely spent a very long time cultivating a alluring image.this hides the underlying insecurity and low self-esteem issues she has.she craves attention to validate that she is a desirable woman.this means you should flirt with her,but also with her friends,her family and everybody else(innocently of course,dont be mean).this will confound her sensibilities,and most likely turn the tables fairly quickly.if she is being stubborn,just ask her "hey,does your friend have a man"?..yeah..that usually does it,no girl of this caliber would ever hang out with a girl they thought prettier than they are,and you inquiring about that friend just put them into a full panic attack and competition with their friend.
end result:you get the nookie.
2.be real.
i cannot stress this enough,be who you are,not what you think might get you laid.women(and this means ALL women) have a built in bullshit detector,and they ALL talk.so do yourself a favor and be real.real responds to real,and bullshit takes maintenance,upholding an image can be a job in itself..so dont bother.
3.have fun.
yeah,you heard me..have fun!
stop obsessing about her being naked,sex,sex,sex.oh..and did i mention sex?
a woman knows in the first 5 seconds if you are gonna get any.why waste time worrying about it?
its not like she is gonna come out and tell you,and the more you sit there panting like a dog,the more she is convinced that you would blow balls as a lover.
so knock that shit off and HAVE FUN!
if a woman has fun with you,you make her laugh and are interesting.
buddy..your gettin laid.
but if your following her around like a sick emo puppy.well..you may get a pity lay..but thats just..eww../shivers.
4.three day rule.
yeah yeah..it seems tacky,and girls say WTF..but it works.
call too soon and they think they "have" you,by the second day you may have them thinking..but not much.
third day is the charm.
why?
because at the start they thought they had you,by day three they want to know WTF is going on?WHY havent you called them?they were so SURE they had you...
tables a turnin grasshopper.
why not 4 days you ask?
well...by day 4 they are now pissed,and in their minds you can go fuck your egotistical self.who do you think you are?not calling them..phhht../shows the hand.
5.its ok to be friends.
let me say that again.
ITS OK TO BE FRIENDS.
its a win-win really.
so nothing really came of what you started.thats cool...
if you real and upfront,you have nothing to be ashamed of.not every women is going to jump your bones,nor you theirs.
here is the really cool thing.
since you were real and upfront,there is no bullshit to master,you can be you.
that means you can be friends..yep..
she will view you as "emergency sex" and you have a pretty hot friend who is better than any of your buddies talking you up.
why?
how many time i have to tell you?
WOMEN TALK!!!
this failed relationship/lover turned friend will introduce you to more women than any family reunion ever will!
*warning* this can backfire sometimes when the woman has developed "feelings" unbeknownst to you.nothing more uncomfortable than having your "best friend" break down in a drunken crying jag about how you slept with her friend knowing how she felt about you.
didnt you KNOW she was secretly in love with you!
heartless bastard!
6.disregard all these steps,for in actuality all women are the unfathominable mystery of the universe.you will never figure them out because THEY cant figure themselves out.
just nod your head,say "yes" often,and realize you have no clue.
but avoid women like this one in the video..they r teh suck.
(for a complete transcript of this lecture,and of enoch's previous lectures.
send a check or money order to:pox 3275 white plains ne 45876)

>> ^FlowersInHisHair:
As opposed to all the humane grenades we normally use?


The frag grenades we normally use are primarily designed to incapacitate, though they are certainly lethal within a considerable radius. (Approximately 5m lethal, 15m wounding, according to FAS.org) Yes, being killed by a frag grenade is a terrible thing, but being wounded by a white phosphorous grenade is a much worse fate.
Being wounded by a frag grenade is like being shot with a (jagged) projectile. Being wounded by a white phosphorous grenade is like being shot and then scalded at 5000 deg F, and if one is unfortunate enough to survive the burns, an exceedingly unpleasant death from phosphorous poisoning.

The goal of combat is not strictly to kill your opponent. The objective is to reduce or eliminate your opponent's will or ability to fight.
Incapacitation is equally effective as killing at achieving this goal on an individual level. Persuasion even more so. Unfortunately, we've come to the (questionably-valid) conclusion that killing is more efficient and economical.

well that wasnt cool... cause be bumped into him ? jag off

To be fair, if a jagged rock is thrown with enough speed, it will implode a tank and destroy anyone inside.

So many front line soldiers faced court martial and prosecution, while Bush and other higher ups get off scott free. What a disgrace.



The UCMJ is a different situation. Soldiers are held to different standards by military courts. "I was only following orders" is not a viable defense in the military.

I'm not sure about working under faulty legal advice though. If a high-ranking JAG told someone that they could do something that they were later court marshaled for then that could possibly be used in their defense.

I don't think they soldiers were working under direction from the justice department though. It really depends on the specific situations for specific soldiers.

Cool tune. Jag, the guitarist, moved in on my street this past year. I have yet to meet him.

SOMEONE SAYS "IS THIS OKAY" YOU SAY?
I fought piranhas

WHAT WOULD BEST DESCRIBE YOUR PERSONALITY?
white wedding

WHAT DO YOU LIKE IN A GUY/GIRL?
Not to touch the earth

HOW DO YOU FEEL TODAY?
To fulle men ("Two drunk men")

WHAT IS YOUR LIFE'S PURPOSE?
Jolene

WHAT IS YOUR MOTTO?
You shook me

WHAT DO YOUR FRIENDS THINK OF YOU?
Givin the dog a bone

WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR PARENTS?
I'm only sleeping

WHAT DO YOU THINK ABOUT VERY OFTEN?
Golden child

WHAT IS 2+2?
Since I've been loving you

WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR BEST FRIEND?
Sara

WHAT DO YOU THINK OF THE PERSON YOU LIKE?
I'm so bored with the USA

WHAT IS YOUR LIFE STORY?
D'yer mak'er

WHAT DO YOU WANT TO BE WHEN YOU GROW UP?
We're going to be friends

WHAT DO YOU THINK WHEN YOU SEE THE PERSON YOU LIKE?
Shot down in flames

WHAT DO YOUR PARENTS THINK OF YOU?
Bob Dylan's 115th dream

WHAT WILL YOU DANCE TO AT YOUR WEDDING?
Perfect day

WHAT WILL THEY PLAY AT YOUR FUNERAL?
Let me die in my footsteps

WHAT IS YOUR HOBBY/INTEREST?
Rusty cage

WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR FRIENDS?
Take the power back

WHATS THE WORST THING THAT COULD HAPPEN?
2 more dead

HOW WILL YOU DIE?
Romance in Durango

WHAT IS THE ONE THING YOU REGRET?
Celebration day

WHAT MAKES YOU LAUGH?
The right profile

WHAT MAKES YOU CRY?
Mannish boy

WILL YOU EVER GET MARRIED?
Jag drar ("I'm leaving")

WHAT SCARES YOU THE MOST?
In-a-gadda-da-vida

DOES ANYONE LIKE YOU?
Political world

IF YOU COULD GO BACK IN TIME, WHAT WOULD YOU CHANGE?
The way my mind works

WHAT HURTS RIGHT NOW?
Tombstone blues