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Count me with Spoco et al on this one. It's natural for us to cheer for a Kenny Rogers Coward of the County type outcome - but really you don't want this situation to happen in the first place. You also need to think of what has led to this situation. Here's what I know for a fact:

>> ^dag:

Damn, I hate it when they give the whole movie away in the trailer.


I always think that, then I watch the movie and it hasn't really given away much at all. Hopefully not in this case!

I'm about to move to the living room to finish season 1. An excellent series, the acting is top notch. The writing is bang on. The props are genuine. All that smoking and drinking though. I get a hangover and a cough just from watching.

>> ^nanrod:

To all those who think a cold shower is not torture, you obviously haven't experienced immersion in cold water where you couldn't just get out. We've all had reason to have cold showers, hot weather, horniness, hangover. I've done the sauna thing jumping thru a hole cut in ice on a lake. I've participated in a polar bear swim in the Pacific and
Atlantic. In all these things getting in and out is your choice. Not being able to get out can lead to a bone piercing agony thats unbearable and is worse if you have a small body mass like this child. Listen again to his screaming in the shower. That's not fear of the water, that's pain. Inflicting pain on that level is child abuse, certainly worse than anything I got from my father the Sergeant Major.
I can see this woman in 10 years, waking from a sound sleep to the feeling of her own child plunging a knife in her body.


Great point! Cold water feels like burning, we all know that. It doesn't matter whether it's causing any physical damage either, the child is clearly terrified. Another point that needs to be made to some of you thick-skulled people is that abuse is abuse. It doesn't matter what level it's at, how bad you think it is, it still had the capability of ruining the victim's life.

For instance, I spent a few years in a care home, I've seen young people who went through some terrible abuse, and some not so terrible. It doesn't change how that person is going to turn out, how they can develop patterns, kick up complex coping mechanisms, and end up with a life-long tendency for depression or much worse. If abuse has taken place - and there is no way that ridiculing a child, terrifying them, burning their mouth and dousing them with cold water isn't abuse by the way - then it will effect them, in small ways or huge, no one can know until often later on in their adult life.

Talking about how "well this happened to me and this is how I turned out" is completely pointless to the argument, because every person is different and will deal with childhood trauma differently, it's all relative. How about it doesn't happen in the first place and the risk is taken out of the equation, I like that idea best...

To all those who think a cold shower is not torture, you obviously haven't experienced immersion in cold water where you couldn't just get out. We've all had reason to have cold showers, hot weather, horniness, hangover. I've done the sauna thing jumping thru a hole cut in ice on a lake. I've participated in a polar bear swim in the Pacific and
Atlantic. In all these things getting in and out is your choice. Not being able to get out can lead to a bone piercing agony thats unbearable and is worse if you have a small body mass like this child. Listen again to his screaming in the shower. That's not fear of the water, that's pain. Inflicting pain on that level is child abuse, certainly worse than anything I got from my father the Sergeant Major.

I can see this woman in 10 years, waking from a sound sleep to the feeling of her own child plunging a knife in her body.

And for what it's worth, in grad school, there were muslims in my lab who did good work, and I even had a muslim on my doctoral committee. The fact that they hailed from muslim culture had no bearing on their work. In fact, it may have improved it, since they didn't go on benders like the many of the grad students, and could work without hangovers.

Your video, Hangover Cat, has made it into the Top 15 New Videos listing. Congratulations on your achievement. For your contribution you have been awarded 1 Power Point.

Great idea! 'Hangover Cat' is a much better title than what I had.

Hangover cat.

>> ^CrushBug:

I will choose to downvote, simply because its an older person who grabbed the wrong clothing item and made a mistake. Most of us have the luxury of doing this in the privacy of our bedrooms on a morning with a hangover.


Learn to not be drunk on the beach.

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(x} hair length in millimetres
(y) Intensity of secret ingredient reveal in decibels

It plateaus after a steady rise, before he finds another level of insanity and screams even louder. The momentary dip was due to a hangover.

From this data we can estimate that with shoulder length hair the reveal scream would be at a similar intensity and duration to a Jumbo Jet taking off. Waist Length hair would almost certainly produce a yell capable of causing structural damage to the studio and the death of any contestants within a 5 metre radius.

Srsly tho, it was funny to watch his little display get more and more out of place on a cooking show. SECRET INGREDIENT: FIRE AND ACID.

(CHORUS)
Lately, Hey, I get up thinkin I'm gonna fall,
Can you save me, Hey, From myself before I hit the wall,
Although I ain't really been myself at all,
Tryna be the man that I am and stand tall,
Can you save me, Hey, From myself before I hit the wall,

VERSE 1:
How you gonna say it when you playin yourself,
You're critics don't write you ain't believin the hype,
You in a fistfight boxing with your shadow,
Stuck in yesterday you ain't thinkin bout tomorow,
Yesterday is gone and better days are far away you got a million brilliant thoughts and not a single thing to say,
I need to speak to god but even he's frontin,
Cause I only talk to him when I need somethin,
I'm needin him now I need a new style of who to be,
I try to buy new clothes but none of them look good on me,
Women, Alchohol, Tylenol, Feel the hangover, Next day same damn battle different soldiers,
And I'ts over, I'm gettin older hells hot cold world even gettin colder,
It's over, I'm gettin older hells hot cold world even getting colder,

(CHORUS x1)

HOOK:
Man I'm gonna hit the wall,
Bounce around like an open bar,
Shit I'm gonna hit the wall,
I hope it ain't it front of ya'll,

VERSE 2:
I'd write a better story if I had enough ink,
And I would chain us back together if I had the missing link,
Outsider, I love to be insider her, now I'm outsider, Nowhere for this spider,
Cause I'm a liar but I'll suck it all up,
And everybody told me Kyprios you'll fuck it all up,
And they were right, With the stereotypes I used to be the type of MC you'r stereo liked,
But I'ma loser whosa gettin old,
Life is but a stage and I'm forgettin my role,
You take a drink then the drink takes you,
You only get one chance there is no take two,

(CHORUS x1)

(See I'm feelin like the anti-hip-hopper,
I can't say I'm the shit, when I'm feelin like shit,
And I'm hittin the wall)

(VERSE 3)
I got no moves I ain't feelin alright and this isn't my hit I might say goodbye,
I need a piece amount of teams even pieces look free,
I'd rent a little piece of heaven if you'd lease it to me,
You kick it tonight until it bleeds to life,
But I'm sick of this sight without the will to fight,
(Latley), My whole shit is going crazy but I can take a jog cause it won't take me,

(Latley)
(Can you save me)

So well written. Fucking spot on.

In reply to this comment by handmethekeysyou:
Hey you fucking dicks, stop having fun at this concert by interacting with the people you're here with and start having fun by paying attention to me.

You come to concerts to be a part of something. That something is standing passively, watching me, and contributing nothing except applause, for me, given at the times that I deem acceptable...and of course $45. Well, plus a $7 Ticketmaster surcharge per ticket...and also maybe a $5 "convenience fee". But other than that, you are to contribute only adulation...oh, and $8 as many times as you like at the bar.

Seriously, when everyone is quiet, at my behest, in a room of people, you feel everyone's hearts beating, and all of their thoughts and feelings, like the feeling of power from controlling a room of people. Well not you. You don't feel that. But "you" feel that, you know?

Now we're going to play a game. You know this game. You played it when you were 4 years old and daddy had a hangover. It's called, "Who Can Be Quiet The Longest", or as I like to call it, "Shut The Fuck Up". Here's how it works: I patronize you, like really fucking condescend to you, and then you shut the fuck up.

Yeah, then I don't do what you paid me to do until you do what I say. Why? Because I fucking said so, that's why. Because this is the time when I talk, you listen, and we all come together as one fucking organism that like totally changes our perceptions, our lives, and like the fucking world, you know?

Hey, shut the fuck!

Hey you fucking dicks, stop having fun at this concert by interacting with the people you're here with and start having fun by paying attention to me.

You come to concerts to be a part of something. That something is standing passively, watching me, and contributing nothing except applause, for me, given at the times that I deem acceptable...and of course $45. Well, plus a $7 Ticketmaster surcharge per ticket...and also maybe a $5 "convenience fee". But other than that, you are to contribute only adulation...oh, and $8 as many times as you like at the bar.

Seriously, when everyone is quiet, at my behest, in a room of people, you feel everyone's hearts beating, and all of their thoughts and feelings, like the feeling of power from controlling a room of people. Well not you. You don't feel that. But "you" feel that, you know?

Now we're going to play a game. You know this game. You played it when you were 4 years old and daddy had a hangover. It's called, "Who Can Be Quiet The Longest", or as I like to call it, "Shut The Fuck Up". Here's how it works: I patronize you, like really fucking condescend to you, and then you shut the fuck up.

Yeah, then I don't do what you paid me to do until you do what I say. Why? Because I fucking said so, that's why. Because this is the time when I talk, you listen, and we all come together as one fucking organism that like totally changes our perceptions, our lives, and like the fucking world, you know?

Hey, shut the fuck!

I think his doctor had a hangover