Some days I struggle with difficult questions that left unanswered will plague me for all time. Today is one of those days. I had just gotten out of the shower this morning when hunger struck me most vehemently. It was then I wondered the following:Â Should a man ever be allowed to eat a banana while naked?
Please internets, give me guidance.
-Noff
Hi guys! galador again. From the far reaches of the Intarnat, I bring you the guy that brought you this. Come, children, and hear about his next “great” adventure…. er, post.
So, this isn’t some biased opinion, it actually makes sense. Here’s the thought. We, America, are right in measuring the weight of objects and people in pounds (lbs). Right now you’re thinking 1 of 3 things:
1) Stupid American who is waaaay to biased to have a valid opinion, and being American, wouldn’t have an intellegent opinion anyway.
2) Hell yeah! America RAWKS. I mean, pounds… pounds rock!
3) I really shouldn’t have eaten that third soft taco.
To people in category one, here’s my answer: Pounds make more sense than (kilo)grams because pounds are a measure of actual weight whereas the kilo(gram) is a measure of mass. Weight is gravity’s pull on that mass. It’s different, yo’.
Dudes in group two: *high five* Ewww, you could at least clean the burger grease from your hands… without licking them. *shudders*
And number tres: No, no you shouldn’t have.
-Nofirefrog
Hey guys, galador here! Remember that “guest writer” I mentioned… once? twice? Yeah, nobody really cares. Well, HERE HE IS! Finally, after many days of set-backs, I have my first guest writer up in hur. “Who is it ?” you may ask. It’s none other than my good friend Jason, AKA Nofirefrog. So, without further babel from me… *ahem* I mean… without further adieu, here’s the first of (possibly) many guest articles with… whatever he made up.
Thanks for the kind introduction. I’ll keep this short since I’m not much of a writer, and you guys have yet to prove you can read. ( <_< ). For my first official blog-post-thing I think I’ll tred some very fairly familiar grounds to the blog readers out there. I’m going to bitch.
Here goes: You know what pisses me off? No, you don’t. But you’ll know soon enough. It’s those assholes who steal people’s shoes from crowd surfers at shows/concerts. That’s not cool. I realize that if the people (the crowd surfers) didn’t ask to be hoisted into a crowd of strangers (the crowd) trying to ride them to wherever the hell they think they’re going to go (a.k.a. crowd surfing) then this (shoe stealing) wouldn’t be a problem, but what the hell is the point of taking someone’s shoe. Yes, shoe. Singular. Only one. Which renders it “value-less”.
So what do they with this solitary piece of footwear? Why, the only logical thing to do with a shoe: throw it into the crowd; which just so happens to be another thing that pisses me off… Why the hell are you people throwing shit? I’m tired of the beer shower that is an outdoor concert these days. Just the thought of it makes me pretty angry. So much so I’m going to be super anti-climactic and end this right now.
Thanks for the soapbox, galador.
-Nofirefrog