Two tablespoons of cinnamon and two or three egg whites A half a stick of butter, melted, stick it all in a bowl Baby, stir it with a wooden spoon Mix in a cup of flour you'll be in heaven soon

Say everybody have you seen my balls? They're big and salty and brown If you ever need a quick pick me up Just stick my balls in your mouth

Oh, suck on my chocolate salty balls Put 'em in your mouth and suck 'em Suck on my chocolate salty balls They're packed vitamins And good for you, so suck on balls....


SOUTH PARK - CHOCOLATE SALTY BALLS LYRICS (partial)

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lnNYXgV7L-c

Great story, I grew up eating out of wooden bowls, not hand turned I' guessing, but you can't beat muesli in a wooden bowl, it's like the difference between eating rice with a fork or chopsticks, it's just better with chopsticks. It's impressive that he decided to forgo electricity too, props good sir.

LOL, this was just down the street from us. We went to it last year. Much better weather then--it was pouring all morning this year.

Last year they had medieval fighting--a bunch of Renaissance festival-type guys brought their armor and weapons and demonstrated proper fighting techniques, then did a tourney (obviously with padded wooden substitutes for the real weapons).

>> ^Zaibach:

I bought a journal to write my dreams a while ago just to start Lucid Dreaming. I have yet to remember any of them..


I have many I'd just as soon forget. When I was a kid I had a recurring dream of being flushed down the toilet. As I was going down the tubes, images of my life were appearing in front of me. I think it was triggered by two hand painted wooden plaques my parents had hung up. When you walked in to the bathroom there was a cartoon of a man stepping in to the john with the quote "Goodbye cruel world". The one hanging over the door on your way out was the same man [dripping wet] stepping out captioned "I changed my mind."

Thanks Mom and Dad =oD

A man is lying on his deathbed in his home. Just before he croaks he smells the chocolate cookies his wife is baking in the kitchen. "That's the most wonderful smell in the world! I MUST go eat one before I die!" So he crawls down the stairs and through the house to the kitchen and reaches for a cookie when his wife suddenly hits his hand with a wooden spoon and says "THOSE are for the funeral!"

I was spanked with a wooden paddle in fourth grade for refusing to relinquish the book I was reading, which the teacher determined to be too adult for me. She tried to take it from me and I held it close to me until she called in the administrative people to wrest it from my hands and I was pulled to the office and paddled for being willfully disobedient. My father later called them demanding the book back, which he had lent to me. It was only because he picked it up that I got it back. I can't recall what it was I was reading, some Stephen King title I believe. Yay, story time.

That's pretty much how my first attempt at landing in a glider went. Except I only hit the ground once when I stalled it at about 10 feet. It was 25 years ago but I can still hear the instructor saying, "Oh fuck." because of the wooden seats in the glider and he had no cushion.

Nothing like gliders to teach you how to land tho...there's no going around to try again.

If it's a viral, it's an improvement on the chicken one. That was ridiculous. How do you film yourself playing tennis? Who plays with wooden racquets, dressed as 70s players? Who throws their racquet on the ground in the middle of the court, then storms off to sit down three metres away? And then, the chicken.

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Yeah, I think this is Canadianese. We've come a long way since those wooden dutch clogs shoved in factory cogs.>> ^Fantomas:

Well, he is Canadian.

It's in Thai. One thing that I and most other foreigners I've talked to living in Thailand have noticed about the culture here is that Thais are very averse to confrontation. Based on that, my guessed explanation of this is as follows:

Dude comes to class every day and plays on his phone, causing frequent interruptions. Rather than calling him out the first time it happens and telling him he'll get booted from the class if it ever happens again, confrontation-averse professor lets it slide. For weeks. Devoid of any repercussions, the dude gets ever more brazen and annoying. Eventually, that escalation plus perhaps a bad day in general for the professor combine and result in this ... snap.

In further typical Thai fashion, the professor is ashamed of her momentary snap and lapse in protocol, so she just slides back into routine as though nothing happened.

As a teacher here, I see this kind of thing (in various situations) quite frequently. My guess is that it is "real", but I can easily understand @KnivesOut feeling like it looks fake because the cultural influences on behavior here often make Thai's reactions seem wooden, stiff, or otherwise strange from a Western perspective. I could certainly be wrong, but I've seen enough similar real incidents firsthand here that I doubt it.

Overboiling only happens to me when the lid is still on. If I could have the lid on and a wooden spoon across the top at the same time, that hack might be useful.

>> ^xxovercastxx:

We seem hellbent on destroying words. I mean, we now use the same word to describe Homer's Iliad as we do to describe facial hair and deep-fried, bacon-wrapped hot dogs. When something truly epic or awesome happens, how will we be able to describe it?


doubleplusawesome?

My initial reaction was "$250 for a pen? what are you going to write with it anyway?"

But watching the video, there is clearly some awesome* skill there, and as someone who has spent large amounts of time practising cuts with a wooden sword, I feel I'm in no position to question the utility of how someone else spends their time and money.


*damnit, I did that without thinking about it!

Judging from their other videos and the somewhat wooden voice commentary I'm going with fake for now.

FUCK ME I WANT TO DESTROY SOMETHING !! ! !

Those scenes always gripped my theatrical emotions. I mean honestly the first time I watched this movie my fistes where clenched and I wanted to beat the shit out of a wooden dummy or splinter wood with my knuckles.