Friday, October 30, 2009
Queen's of the Queen.
"My sister bought me a set at a candy store and taught me the moves."
- Bobby Fischer
- Bobby Fischer
"They're all weak, all women. They're stupid compared to men. They shouldn't play chess, you know. They're like beginners. They lose every single game against a man. There isn't a woman player in the world I can't give knight-odds to and still beat."
- Bobby Fischer
- Bobby Fischer
To play and win
In chess, a grotesque is a problem or endgame study which features a particularly unlikely initial position, especially one in which White fights with a very small force against a much larger black army. Grotesques are generally intended to be humorous.The solution is:
1.Kxe1 Qa1 2.h3! Qa2 3.h4 Qa1 4.h5 Qa2 5.h6 Qa1 6.h7 Qa2 7.h8N! Qa1 8.Nf7 Qa2 9.Nd8 Qa1 10.Ne6 Qa2 11.Nxc5 Qa1 12.Ne4 Qa2 13.Nd6 Qa1 14.Nxc4 Qa2 15.Na5 Qa1 16.Nxb3# . com
1.Kxe1 Qa1 2.h3! Qa2 3.h4 Qa1 4.h5 Qa2 5.h6 Qa1 6.h7 Qa2 7.h8N! Qa1 8.Nf7 Qa2 9.Nd8 Qa1 10.Ne6 Qa2 11.Nxc5 Qa1 12.Ne4 Qa2 13.Nd6 Qa1 14.Nxc4 Qa2 15.Na5 Qa1 16.Nxb3# . com
To wierd to live.
"Oscar was not into serious street-fighting, but he was hell on wheels in a bar brawl. Any combination of a 250 lb Mexican and LSD-25 is a potentially terminal menace for anything it can reach - but when the alleged Mexican is in fact a profoundly angry Chicano lawyer with no fear at all of anything that walks on less than three legs and a de facto suicidal conviction that he will die at the age of 33 - just like Jesus Christ - you have a serious piece of work on your hands. Especially if the bastard is already 33 1/2 years old with a head full of Sandoz acid, a loaded .357 Magnum in his belt, a hatchet-wielding Chicano bodyguard on his elbow at all times, and a disconcerting habit of projectile vomiting geysers of pure blood off the front porch every 30 or 40 minutes, or whenever his malignant ulcer can't handle any more raw tequila. "
—Hunter S. Thompson, Rolling Stone #254, December 15, 1977
Thursday, October 29, 2009
Playing dress up's.
if you play beast of burden at the right time,
She will dance and lick her lips for you.
Wednesday, October 28, 2009
Scientific inaccuracies in film
What Was Scientifically Inaccurate About It:
Chinese people can't fly . com
why does that matter when -
Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon presents in complete detail all the levels of tao, love and life. In depicting the life story of Yu Chiao-lung (“Jen”), it gives an account of how to see your real self and how to comprehend intuitively the tao. Jen's journey can be described as beginning with “the dragon turns into a phoenix”, moving to “the bamboo real heart”, experiencing the “transformation of emotion to compassion', “seeing one's original face”,“figuring out natural virtue ” and ending with “spiritual level, virtuous level."
A little bit of weed for your mind . com
A saga of Shaven Testicles . comTuesday, October 27, 2009
Oedipus Complex
Oedipus.
The primitive desire for the one parent may also awaken in the child a jealous motivation to exclude the other parent. Transferring of affections may also occur as the child seeks to become independent and escape a perceived 'engulfing mother'. A critical point of awakening is where the child realizes that the mother has affections for others besides itself. Primitive jealousies are not necessarily constrained to the child and and both parents may join in the game, both in terms of competing with each other for the child's affections and also competing with the child for the affection of the other parent. Note that opposition to parents may not necessarily be sexually based -- this can also be a part of the struggle to assert one's identity and
Monday, October 26, 2009
Marry me Chole`
Bud Clay: Is your name Violet?
Violet: Yes, it is.
Bud Clay: Who made the necklace?
Violet: I made it.
Bud Clay: You think you'd want to come with me?
Violet: I don't even know you.
Bud Clay: Please?... Please?... Please come with me . com
Gummo - Brilliant.
Solomon: A few years ago, a tornado hit this place. It killed the people, left and right. Dogs died. Cats died. Houses were split open, and you could see necklaces hanging from branches of trees. People's legs and neck bones were sticking out. Oliver found a leg on his roof. A lot of people's fathers died, and were killed by the great tornado. I saw a girl fly through the sky, and I looked up her skirt. Her skull was smashed. And some kids died. My neighbor was killed in that house. He used to ride bikes and three-wheelers. They never found his head. I always thought that was funny. People died in Xenia. Before dad died, he had a bad case of the diabetes.
Bijin-Tokei
Bijin Tokei (literally beauty clock) is a web application with cute Japanese girls showing you the time on your PC, iPhone, gadget, website etc., which refreshed automatically
Sunday, October 25, 2009
Saturday, October 24, 2009
Roller Coaster
"Just endure if possible. I watch my cat sleeping night and day and this teaches me more than all the books and all the past. Other times it doesn't help. Meanwhile, there's some wine, and the itch."
-Charles Bukowski to Joe Stapen
Nerdcore - Its heeerrreeeee
No genre has been more synonomous with nerds and nudity than the horror, which is why Nerdcore got a little bit bloody for 2010. From the classics to the controversial, this 4th Annual calendar features pinups of all varieties: cover model Jana Jordan getting paranormal with a TV set, sultry scream queen Justine Joli in the most vintage of psychotic shower scenes, Bobbi Starr sewn together (literally) in a more naked version of Frankenstein, as well as Aria Giovanni, Kayla Jane Danger, Karlie Montana, Mosh, and Zoli Suicide getting their scream on.
Sexy, not scary. Nerdcore 2010 . com*
Sexy, not scary. Nerdcore 2010 . com*
*I recomend the - Carl, the Cat That Makes Peanut Butter Sandwiches book.
Because its FUCKING mad shit.
Hot chicks
Thursday, October 22, 2009
RJB Interview
When you are creating your girls, do you have references for shadows and tones, faces, figures, and poses?
The most important element is the overall balance, and that's the interesting part. For example, "baby face with voluptuous body" or "drawing realistic un-doable pose,” there needs to be balance. The second important part is the face. To bring out the personality of the character on her face. I value "good-nature" in girls! Snobbish and with an attitude, yet she would make coffee for you in the morning.
Wednesday, October 21, 2009
A fucking shit.
Jimmy "you hear that chopper? you got no friends left."
Chopper "Do you think i give a FUCKING shit?"
Control Me.
"Typically, controlling women break down a man's confidence in himself little by little until the man begins to believe he is nothing without her. Controlling women are manipulative and intimidating. They are often so good at this; they make the man feel he is the one responsible for making her angry or upset. She may often accuse him of be uncaring or insensitive to her feelings. Often, the man begins to feel it was indeed all his fault. Many men with low self-esteem will continue to allow this to happen. Often, he will change his behavior to "keep the peace" or simply to escape the circumstance causing the current episode. Along with this, his self-esteem plummets even further. "
Hail to the king, Baby.
"After hearing so many stories about the death of Elvis Presley, I have decided to tell the world the real story on the facts concerning that day in August 1977. Yes, that day, the 16th of August. Is it a coincidence that a person born on that day January 8, first month, eighth day, would perish on the 8th month and the 16th day? Probably if two (2) people were born on that day it makes more sense. You see, numerology always played an important part of my life and still does today. So many people have written or spoke about my death as a hoax. It was not a hoax! I decided to reinvent myself in the form of my brother (Jesse Garon) and yes;"
Elvis Presley did die that day . com
Tuesday, October 20, 2009
Smelly Sleazy Smitty
“bath time”
The lid of a fruit cup,
Splits the book in half,
As it sits on the toilet
Beside the bath.
My girl dances
With her peach of an ass
bouncing on top of thick thighs,
in the mirror.
People walk in
And out
and music blares
from the other rooms
Six people
Have been in this bath
Before me.
Some one once said to me
“I cant belive you bath.
Don’t you feel like
Your just stewing in
Your own filth”
I didn’t answer,
But if i could now,
Id say –
No,
I must preffer stewing
In
The lid of a fruit cup,
Splits the book in half,
As it sits on the toilet
Beside the bath.
My girl dances
With her peach of an ass
bouncing on top of thick thighs,
in the mirror.
People walk in
And out
and music blares
from the other rooms
Six people
Have been in this bath
Before me.
Some one once said to me
“I cant belive you bath.
Don’t you feel like
Your just stewing in
Your own filth”
I didn’t answer,
But if i could now,
Id say –
No,
I must preffer stewing
In
all
Of
Yours.
Of
Yours.
*image of man in bath is not me.
My cock is much more feeble.
I want to controll you.
The dysteleological argument or argument from poor design is an argument against the existence of God, specifically against the existence of a creator God (in the sense of a God that directly created all species of life). It is based on the following chain of reasoning:An omnipotent, omniscient, omnibenevolent creator . com
A real down ass bitch ( i mean - sorry )
Amazonian: We take them to leader.
Amazonian: She know what do.
Fry: A female leader? That's ridiculous.
Leela: Fry, shut up.
Fry: Yes, captain . com
Monday, October 19, 2009
Tea is a comfort thing.
you ever wonder why there is the tea pot pre-set in
3d modeling programs?
How about if there is a tea pot floating in space?
Fem flesh light.
Sunday, October 18, 2009
Walking for sex?
The big news in the journal Science tomorrow is the discovery of the oldest human skeleton—a small-brained, 110-pound female of the species Ardipithecus ramidus, nicknamed “Ardi.” She lived in what is now Ethiopia 4.4 million years ago, which makes her over a million years older than the famous “Lucy” fossil, found in the same region thirty-five years ago.
Saturday, October 17, 2009
Grains of sand
There are some . . . who think that the number of [grains of] sand is infinite. . . . There are some who, without regarding it as infinite, yet think no number has been named which is great enough. . . . But I will try to show you [numbers that] exceed not only the number of the mass of sand equal to the Earth filled up ... but also that of a mass equal in magnitude to the Universe. ARCHIMEDES (CA. 28y-2I2 B.C.),
Yellow Cake
The newest film by award-winning animator, Nick Cross.
'Yellow Cake' is a lamentable tragedy mixed full of
You got beef, you better just shoot me.
left for dead, thats why my life aint as dope as the movies.
Friday, October 16, 2009
One of the best.
Juno MacGuff: I think I'm in love with you.
Paulie Bleeker: You mean as friends?
Juno MacGuff: No... I mean for real. 'Cause you're, like, the coolest person I've ever met, and you don't even have to try, you know...
Paulie Bleeker: I try really hard, actually.
Thursday, October 15, 2009
Crazy babes
Bob Coulter (Crazy Babe) is back, down on his hands and knees shooting more of his crazy babes, this time at New York City's wildly unique Carlton Arms Hotel. Check out his colorful and explicit, humorous and bizarre photos in his long anticipated second book. Wild or tender, explicit or coy, fiercely aggressive or sweetly submissive, these crazy babes all happily flaunt their sexuality for Bob's camera --
Wednesday, October 14, 2009
Hyperrealistische Gemälde
"One of my favorite things I like to do on this site is share the work of amazing artists. These seven artists were chosen because each has the ability to create paintings so realistic they look like pictures. These mind-blowing, hyper-realistic scenes are made by using nothing but oil-based paints on linen or canvas. Though some critics may discount their artistic ability, saying that creating paintings from photos isn't "true art," I tend to disagree. As Louis K Meisel describes, photorealism must be "tight and precise, often with an emphasis on imagery that requires a high level of technical prowess and virtuosity to simulate."From Eric Zener's amazing underwater scenes to Doug Bloodworth's incredible pop art, I hope you enjoy this wonderful collection of my
Tuesday, October 13, 2009
A master mind.
"Cause she the wife and they the freaks The underneath my girl caliber They smiled at her and said "Goodbye" With niggaz who thug or die, they wild as usMy bodyguards are my Denially trucks Knownin' that I'm surrounded by OGs that I don't really get down with They got a seperate table for their freaks bought them drinks So we could talk man-to-man so real niggaz could link I knew, "
Just a glimpse
'It's over, it's finished,' he declared, gesticulating with his beer bottle. 'If you really want to know about anything - a war, a place, a person - you go read a book, right? You don't look at a photograph. Fuck me like the whore that i am.
every now and then you stumble across a joint on
the internets that justifies it's existance.
Monday, October 12, 2009
silly
i spilt bveer onm nmy key bvoard
anmd this is how it types nmow.
i will bve bvack whenm iget a nmew onme.
Sunday, October 11, 2009
i fdrunk by smyself...
“Fantasy”
I think my ultimate fantasy,
Would be to dangle
My limp dick across a womans face.
And like a tea bag,
Drop it slowly into her opening –
Red lipped mouth.
Id keep it in there
While she toyed with her junk.
She would have green nail polish on,
And it would dance,
In her pink and purple
Play ground.
She would hum
And my dick would grow harder.
Moan
And my shaft would expand.
Firmer.
Liek them dinosaur toys
That expand in a glass of water.
Bigger. Chunkyer.
Filling up her jaws
Pushing out her cheeks
like a blow fish.
Her teeth leaving imprints
On the foreskin.
Muffled and full
Untill, finally, she would
Be unable to maintain the load
And with a big
“Phatttooie!”
She would throw her head back,
In an arch of spit a
nd bright glowing eyes.
While my dick bounced up and down
Like a great rubber gong.
Hmmm....
Obama
"I do not view it as a recognition of my own accomplishments but rather an affirmation of American leadership on behalf of aspirations held by people in all nations,"
Zabihullah Mujahid, a Taliban spokesman
"He has done nothing for peace in Afghanistan ...
We condemn the award of the
This Cunt...
On top of the stand were six white, lottery-sized balls.
Brown claimed the winning numbers, as predicted by him,
Brown claimed the winning numbers, as predicted by him,
had already been written on the balls.
They would, he said, be revealed after the draw had been made. The six main numbers drawn by the lottery machine were, in numerical order, 2, 11, 23, 28, 35, 39. And the numbers written on the balls in Brown's studio were, yes, 2, 11, 23, 28, 35, 39.
Brown had not bought a ticket for the Lottery. That's a pity, because if he really did predict the right numbers he would have been the only person to do so.There were no claimants for the
Friday, October 9, 2009
Richard Feynmen - Un sure.
kubikdoctor (1 day ago) Show Hide
The probability of me nailing Dannii Minogue is very unlikely, but possible, thats called being a great pretender, who knows?. One day I may get some.
Pathetique.
At 5:30 A.M. he was at his table, beating time with handsand feet, humming and writing. After breakfast he hurried outside to wander in the fields, calling, waving his arms about, moving slowly, then very abruptly stopping to scribble something in his notebook
At about 5:45 in the afternoon of 26 March, 1827, as a storm raged, Beethoven's room was suddenly filled with light and shaken with thunder: Beethoven's eyes opened and he lifted his right fist for several seconds, a serious, threatening expression onhis face. When his had fell back, he half closed his eyes ...
Not another word, not another heartbeat.
Onomatopoeia
Birds babbling, boys blabbing,
Bumble-bees buzzing,
Bells booming,beepers beeping,
Babies bawling.Balloons bursting,
Thursday, October 8, 2009
Hows that grab you darlin?
Every time she says "theres more than one way to skin a cat"
and then growls - i cum a bit, in my pants.
Wednesday, October 7, 2009
Hail to the king, Baby.
"Son, if you ever say another derogatory word
about Elvis Aron Presley in my presence again,
I will kick the living shit out of you."
The turtle trader.
Words of wisdom from American socialite Paris Hilton are to be immortalised alongside remarks by some of the greatest thinkers of all time in the latest edition of the Oxford Book of Quotations. Hilton, the socialite turned reality TV star and retailing phenomenon, is listed in the latest version of the 65-year-old dictionary, released this week, alongside the likes of
Confucius, Oscar Wilde and Stephen Hawking
Tuesday, October 6, 2009
Im a Chump.
“Chump”
My girl calls me a chump,
For giving away my books
She thinks if people
My girl calls me a chump,
For giving away my books
She thinks if people
Cant spend thirty bucks
On a piece of your soul
- But will
Gladly drop fifty on a three
Legged nag at short odds
On a piece of your soul
- But will
Gladly drop fifty on a three
Legged nag at short odds
It kinda shows the state
Of this
Mess
We are in.
A kangaroo out the front
Of her home,
lays dying
In a ditch.
I sit with him
In the pouring rain
And try to keep his
Black eyes
On the lily whites
Of my own.
I tell him
its all going to be okay.
Im lying
and
he can tell.
The widow from next door
waddles around
in a leopard print
night gown
and leaves cherry red lipstick
on the butts
of her
cigarettes.
The big red roo
Lies in the ditch
Dying.
Its leg broken
by a car they never stopped.
It lays there,
Bleeding in the rain
On this early
Saturday morning
I sit with him a while
And wait for the coppers
While the rain
Drips from my hood.
The police revolver
Sounds twice,
In cosmic booms,
And my friend drops his head
Into the mud
And dies like
A frightened
Hero.
I understand
Why my friends don’t buy this shit
I hope my girl knows,
Why i give it away.
It lays there,
Bleeding in the rain
On this early
Saturday morning
I sit with him a while
And wait for the coppers
While the rain
Drips from my hood.
The police revolver
Sounds twice,
In cosmic booms,
And my friend drops his head
Into the mud
And dies like
A frightened
Hero.
I understand
Why my friends don’t buy this shit
I hope my girl knows,
Why i give it away.
Look like fools.
Houellebecq slipped into the French literary world sometime in the early 90s fairly invisibly. He'd been a civil servant in his day life and a sometime poet. He became a founding member of the literary journal Perpendiculaire with a bunch of leftwing intellectuals, and very likely they took it for granted that he shared their liberal assumptions. His first book, Whatever, a nihilistic satire on the weaknesses and unfairness of a sexually liberal society, caused a minor furore and became a cult book, later made into a very good film. What did they think? That this is just Michel with his insecurity and his frustration. Whatever. They certainly didn't see Atomised coming. Following its publication, they expelled him from the board of Perpendiculaire for the crimes of reaction and misogyny - in other words, for political nonconformity. Far from seeking reconciliation, Houellebecq said he hoped for their imminent collapse. Which is what Atomised is all about - the inherent contradictions and failures of liberalism.
Automatic Life Dispenser.
Caveat Emptor
It's all in good fun!
It's all in good fun!
Unless of course, something upsets or offends you,
in which case it's pure ecstasy!
Seriously - your tender ideals mean nothing to me!
One in the pink.
A porn genius.
With a long penis
You got a tight sphincter,
you need one in the pink and one in the stink,
till liquid magentas
Drippin' outta your ass ill cum in your drink.
piss in your face spit in your mouth
Monday, October 5, 2009
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"Drunk at the matinee" is a collection of candid poetry about stupid shit that we all experience from day to day.
