OMFG. Just like death and a very special episode of "Square Pegs," I never thought this day would actually come. Does this mean there are no more cat fart videos on the internet? Did Ron Paul finally give up on gold and silver? Is everyone finally convinced of global warming's existence? Madness, I tell you! MADNESS!

Oh well, it's the end of the world as we know it, and I feel fine. If it's closing time, I'd like to hang out with blankfist. I'd rather laugh with the sinners than cry with the saints.

Congratulations, you sinful prick.

*quality

^lolwut MINK

That was genuinely funny. Also, I agree that eventually we may not be able to provide evidence for creation of the universe. Especially when we get to the non-light (hard to measure anything without photons/radiation, except by indirect evidence) quantum mechanics domain (*edit looking at events very close time wise to what kick started it). But, that's not a reason to believe in god or FSM.

Lightning is fairly well known, sprites and other related phenomena, not so much. We do have a fairly good grasp of electro-magnetism.

This is a dupe, though I'm not sure if that matters on a post like this.

http://www.videosift.com/video/Whats-it-Gonna-be-Closing-time-pickup-Hilarious

and

http://www.videosift.com/video/Whats-It-Gonna-Be-NSFW-Language

close-timing is everything...

This same guy is in http://www.videosift.com/video/Whats-it-Gonna-be-Closing-time-pickup-Hilarious

classic. this used to be my favorite strip song during my alco binge couple of years back. let me explain: i was a regular in this pub and come closing time i'd jump on the nearest table, the waitress would put on lou reed and i began my performance by stripping down to my birthday suit by that time i was usualy so drunk i didn't care about stray guests pointing out what a small penis i have...

Fake. Poorly done fake.

Nobody moves that slow after closing time...

Here's the official lyrics, but in that great folk tradition, they've been updated and changed to fit the times:

It may have been Camelot for Jack and Jacqueline
But on the Che Guevara highway filling up with gasoline
Fidel Castro's brother spies a rich lady who's crying
Over luxury's disappointment
So he walks over and he's trying
To sympathise with her but he thinks that he should warn her
That the Third World is just around the corner

In the Soviet Union a scientist is blinded
By the resumption of nuclear testing and he is reminded
That Dr Robert Oppenheimer's optimism fell
At the first hurdle

In the Cheese Pavilion and the only noise I hear
Is the sound of someone stacking chairs
And mopping up spilt beer
And someone asking questions and basking in the light
Of the fifteen fame filled minutes of the fanzine writer

Mixing Pop and Politics he asks me what the use is
I offer him embarrassment and my usual excuses
While looking down the corridor
Out to where the van is waiting
I'm looking for the Great Leap Forwards

Jumble sales are organised and pamphlets have been posted
Even after closing time there's still parties to be hosted
You can be active with the activists
Or sleep in with the sleepers
While you're waiting for the Great Leap Forwards

One leap forward, two leaps back
Will politics get me the sack?

here comes the future and you can't run from it
If you've got a blacklist I want to be on it

It's a mighty long way down rock 'n roll
From Top of the Pops to drawing the dole

If no one out there understands
Start your own revolution and cut out the middleman

In a perfect world we'd all sing in tune
But this is reality so give me some room

So join the struggle while you may
The Revolution is just a T-shirt away
Waiting for the Great Leap Forwards