http://news.yahoo.com/man-wanted-murder-look-bear-mauling-200441863.html
Once the article first started describing this man's plan, I thought they were making a joke, but they weren't. He really considered skinning a bear and wearing its pelt to kill someone.
I can only assume that this is going to start a dangerouse trend of people dressing up like animals and going on crime sprees.
Friday, September 30, 2011
Wednesday, September 28, 2011
Iced Tea
If there is one thing that I truely do not understand, it is the ice-tea situation at McDonalds. There is Sweet Tea, and then there is Unsweetened Tea. Now the Sweet tea has a large quantity of sugar added to it, so the name Sweet Tea makes perfect sense. However I constantly find myself wondering, what is unsweetened tea? The word unsweetened to me implies that a sweetner is removed from the tea, but that is not the case. NOT THE CASE AT ALL! The Unsweetened tea just doesnt have any sweetner added to it. So how can you remove a sweetner from a tea that doesnt have any sort of sweetner added to it in the first place. Unsweetend Tea is just Tea. What is wrong with just calling it Tea?
And if you are considering the argument, maybe "Unsweetened" means that there is no sweetner in it, good for you. Because this is true, however it is irrelevant. It is completely pointless to tack on the word "Unsweetened" before the word "Tea". So why do it if not only to frustrate me? The word Tea is capable of standing on its own, it needs no help to describe what it is.
And if you are considering the argument, maybe "Unsweetened" means that there is no sweetner in it, good for you. Because this is true, however it is irrelevant. It is completely pointless to tack on the word "Unsweetened" before the word "Tea". So why do it if not only to frustrate me? The word Tea is capable of standing on its own, it needs no help to describe what it is.
Some Poems
"Throw the switch!"
And lightning flashed
My assistants screams of excitement
"It worked. My God it actually worked!"
Infinately echoed as the vortex swallowed me
Fadeing in are the sounds of a new time
Then the worm hole finally births me
"What in tarnation?" sais a drunk laying in the gutter
By the looks of it,
I may have gone back too far.
Why can't they show "King of the Hill" all day?
This would lead to a much happier world.
Why can't I quit my job and drop out of school?
Stay home all day and watch "King of the Hill".
Live a life free from problems
Live a life free from responsibilities
Can I quit my life and just become a Hill?
Where even the realest of issues
Will never matter to the outside world.
Why can't I live a stress free life
And just stay home and watch "King of the Hill"?
Standing by himself
He is dirty, old and balding
Now reaching into a trash bag
Where he keeps all of his belongings
Out of the bag he pulls a capri-sun
Drinking it as fast as he can
The pouch is crushed by his hand
And in no time, the drink is gone
He throws his garbage on the ground
And walks away.
The sky turns black
And silence engulfs the land
The streets lay empty
Quiet, dead
The blackness of the sky
Swallows all of the light
And all of the life
In the desert town.
And lightning flashed
My assistants screams of excitement
"It worked. My God it actually worked!"
Infinately echoed as the vortex swallowed me
Fadeing in are the sounds of a new time
Then the worm hole finally births me
"What in tarnation?" sais a drunk laying in the gutter
By the looks of it,
I may have gone back too far.
Why can't they show "King of the Hill" all day?
This would lead to a much happier world.
Why can't I quit my job and drop out of school?
Stay home all day and watch "King of the Hill".
Live a life free from problems
Live a life free from responsibilities
Can I quit my life and just become a Hill?
Where even the realest of issues
Will never matter to the outside world.
Why can't I live a stress free life
And just stay home and watch "King of the Hill"?
Standing by himself
He is dirty, old and balding
Now reaching into a trash bag
Where he keeps all of his belongings
Out of the bag he pulls a capri-sun
Drinking it as fast as he can
The pouch is crushed by his hand
And in no time, the drink is gone
He throws his garbage on the ground
And walks away.
The sky turns black
And silence engulfs the land
The streets lay empty
Quiet, dead
The blackness of the sky
Swallows all of the light
And all of the life
In the desert town.
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