this short video which could have been taped on earth cost 1 trillion dollars. Way to go space programs.

Next time float upside down while drinking floating goblets of tang and let us at least get our money's worth.

America's Test Kitchen covered sangria -- here's an excerpt

Many people mistake sangria for an unruly collection of fruit awash in a sea of overly sweetened red wine. There's also the premade sangria sold in liquor stores, which is at once sugary, watery, and flavorless--a poor substitute for Hi-C.
The Goal

A robust, sweet-tart punch.
The Solution

Start with cheap red wine, which actually makes a better sangria than the expensive stuff. (Experts told us that the sugar and fruit called for in sangria throw off the balance of any wine used, so why spend a lot on something that was carefully crafted?)We experimented with untold varieties of fruit to put in our sangria and finally concluded that simpler is better. We preferred the straightforward tang of citrus in the form of oranges and lemons. And we discovered that the zest and pith as well as the fruit itself make an important contribution to flavor. Orange liqueur is standard in recipes for sangria, and after experimenting we found that here, as with the wine, cheaper was just fine, this time in the form of Triple Sec. Fortification with any other alcoholic beverage, from gin to port to brandy, simply gave the punch too much punch. What we wanted, and what we now had, was a light, refreshing, very drinkable drink.

Here's the recipe -- http://www.recipezaar.com/The-Best-Sangria-64855 . I haven't tried it yet, but it's on my list

>> ^grinter:
indeed.
special urine. Imagine how many other urines hopeful seekers have tried throughout the ages, rewarded with nothing more than that unmistakable warm tang for their troubles.


Well, I guess if you mix it with enough vodka, anything is palletable.

indeed.
special urine. Imagine how many other urines hopeful seekers have tried throughout the ages, rewarded with nothing more than that unmistakable warm tang for their troubles.

I came to bring the pain hardcore from the brain
Let's go inside my astral plane
Find out my mental's based on instrumental
records hey, so I can write monumental
Methods, I'm not the King
But niggaz is decaf I stick em for the CREAM
check it, just how deep can shit get
Deep as the abyss and brothers is mad fish accept it
In your Cross Colour, clothes you've crossed over
Then got Totally Krossed Out and Kris Kross
Who da boss? Niggaz get tossed to the side
And I'm the dark side of the Force
Of course it's the Method, Man from the Wu-Tang Clan
I be hectic, and comin for the head piece protect it
Fuck it, two tears in a bucket, niggaz want the ruckus
Bustin at me bruh, now bust it
Styles, I gets buckwild
Method Man on some shit, pullin niggaz files
I'm sick, insane, crazy, Drivin Miss Daisy
Out her fuckin mind now I got mine I'm Swayze

Brothers want to hang with the Meth bring the rope
the only way you hang is by the neck nigga poke
off the set comin to your projects
Take it as a threat, better yet it's a promise
Comin from a vet on some old Vietnam shit
Nigga you can bet your bottom dollar hey I bomb shit
And it's gonna get even worse word to God
It's the Wu comin through sickin niggaz for they garments
Movin on your left, southpaw em it's the Meth
Came to represent and carve my name in your chest
You can come test realize you're no contest
Son I'm the gun that won that old Wild West
Quick on the draw with my hands on the four
nine three eleven with the rugged rhymes galore
Check it cause I think not when this hip-hops like proper
Rhymes be the proof while I'm drinkin 90 proof
Huh vodka, no OJ, no straw
When you give it to me aiy, give it to me raw
I've learned when you drink Absolut straight it burns
Enough to give my chest hairs a perm
I don't need a chemical blow to pull a hoe
All I need is Chemical Bank to pay da mo'
What, basically that, Meth-Tical, ninety-four style
Word up we be hazardous *car crashing* *horn passing me*
Northern spicy brown mustard hoes
We have to stick you

Dear Clumsy

You are wrong about my joke! I have tested it empirically with great success against all demographics that I encounter. It's a real winner. Even the Hutterites, Sir! Even the Hutterites.

No, I did not return one more time to your limp over-boiled mush to hear the Beatles, when I knew perfectly well that the Grateful Dead were still loitering there, panhandling for a vote in that tang of unwashed arrogance, and those "notes" that dribble on and on without ever a hope for clarity, or the slightest spark of anything that isn't wormlike and low. A sense of honour and the Terms of Service, my good boy. There's your explanation.

Leaving well enough alone is what that steaming lot of degenerates should have done back in the mid sixties, after their second try at their instruments.

As far as the single vote goes that belongs to me; an oversight, I ahshooooor you!

Pips

I heard poon tang at the end.. that alone gets my *promote.

No problem, I'm jealous I didn't post it first.

In reply to this comment by SlipperyPete:
Nice - thanks!!

In reply to this comment by evil_disco_man:
*promote

Nice - thanks!!

In reply to this comment by evil_disco_man:
*promote

Another one for your channel....
http://money.videosift.com/video/C-R-E-A-M-Wu-Tang-Clan

I'm also sure if you want it there, but I reckon it belongs as much as a video discussing the actions of the Fed.

Floating through the midday dreary
My spirit beaten, soul is weary
Going through the constant motions
Caught in a vast gray ocean
An ocean without any floor
An ocean without any shore

Peering through the surface downward
Algae, tang and muck to hoard
Doing this for untold ages,
I'm so very very bored

A glimpse of color in the surface,
something I've never seen
Cutting though the gray and brown,
like a knife infinitely keen

Gone it was, absorbed by darkness
Withered in the ocean's starkness
Gone for ever,
ever more

Again! My eyes are filled with color
Where do all these dreams come from
Like some ancient, unseen drum
My heart beats, thump - thump - thump

Turning all of my sight upward
I see light
burning like a candle bright
like it could my flesh ignite,
Opening my eyes for ever,
bathing in the sight of light

When I woke the light had gone
Shrunken for the coming dawn

Looking down towards the bottom,
colors peering up at me
Orange, blue, red and yellow
White and black and green and more

My eyes had opened up for ever
opened up for ever more.

Inspectah Deck's flow on this is so much more sympathetic than Raekwon's, but both are awesome. Almost every song on this album (Enter the Wu-Tang: 36 Chambers) is a hip-hop classic.

Sa da tay?

>> ^Throbbin:
How was this not on the sift until now?
Wa da ta!

We of the Tang-American Civil Liberties Union take offense at the derogatory slander of Jon Stewart.

"Knock the doors from their door hinges, for Oranges!"

This one's dead: http://www.videosift.com/video/Wu-Tang-The-Heart-Gently-Weeps

Here's a working embed: http://www.dailymotion.com/video/x53bsy_wu-tang-clan-ft-erykah-badu-the-hea_music