| 15. | misogynist | ||
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The Happy Misogynist wrote:
"A man who thinks women are rational, intelligent human beings and expects them to act that way. Ken is a misogynist. He expects Barbie to pay for her half of dinner." Well, given the fact that Barbie makes 75 Cents for every Dollar that Ken makes (even though she has the same student loan to repay, the same qualification and experience) Ken IS in fact a misogynist if he expects Barbie to pay for her dinner when he asked her out. Also Ken expects Barbie to have a manicure, pedicure and a bikini wax twice a week. He expects her to be young and beautiful, so Barbie spends a shitload of money and time on anti-aging products, clothes and shoes. Conclusion: Barbie's life is more expensive because she has to buy shit to please Ken and life up to his expectations. Plus she makes less money. Therefore, Happy Misogynist, you are not only a misogynist but a person of inferior intelligence who cannot back up their ridiculous ill-founded opinions. Good Day, Everyone. If Ken asks Barbie out for a date, he pays gladly because he isn't a petty penny-pincher and because he understands the bitter reality of being a woman in a patriarchy. He is not a misogynist, but a humanist (= feminist). And Barbie will blow him for it.
Peace out. |
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| 16. | Nichole | ||
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Nichole's are girls to be avoided. They tend to be pissy and always see the glass half empty. Though they can be kind and sweet at times, they choose to bottle that up and send out hate. Beware of her glares. Those things are strong enough to make a grown man cower in fear. This girl is not an instance of 'her bark is worse than her bite'. Teachers are not her friends. At times, it seems only her few select friends truly understand her. Though she is considerably beautiful, she hardly goes out beacuse of her 'cross me and I'll bite your head off' attitude. Over all, these girls tend to be avoided. So look for her sitting alone with a book, or chatting with maybe two girls. Samuel: Hey Derek, did you go out with Nichole last night?
Derek: Yeah, I did. Samuel: How'd it go? Derek: It went fine, until we arrived at the restrauant. Then she always found something wrong. The poor waiter, she made him stand there for thirty minutes explaining five different items, then settled on a chicken salad. When she got the salad, she claimed it was soggy, and demanded it be taken back to the chef. She made the waiter cry! Samuel: Woah, that poor girl. Was she sixteen? Derek: It was a dude, and he was 43. |
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| 17. | Scotland | ||
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An extremely beautiful country that would be so much better were it not tainted by a population of needlessly bitter, tight-fisted, narrow-minded, hateful, racist, alcoholic hypocrites. more...
Scottish culture generally revolves around slurring excruciatingly boring poetry out loud, glassing people in pubs, harping on about battles fought against the English many hundreds of years ago and eating food so calorific that even Americans might consider it unhealthy. The Scots are also noted for having their station signs pointlessly written in Gaelic as well as English, pebbledashed urban environments that would make any visitor consider suicide and a penchant for throwing telegraph poles short distances. Politically, the Scottish enjoy an independent parliament, though this opportunity for self-rule has hitherto failed to halt the migration to London of many of Scotland’s most inept politicians to take leading roles in the Cabinet, including that of Prime Minister. This tiresome trend has been justifiably viewed with disdain by the English, as it was for so long their impression that Scots were ‘not British’ and that they ‘hate the English’. Scottish contributions to the world include peaty whisky, shortbread and the Edinburgh Festival – a celebration of street busking. Manufacturing is generally limited to making crappy ‘Ecosse’ car stickers for use by non-resident Scots so everyone else knows that there’s another Jock tool behind the wheel. |
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| 18. | OnLive | ||
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1.) A cloud computing project announced at the GDC 2009, OnLive is essentially gaming - streamed. Allegedly you get no noticeable framerate (fps) issues or lag when playing Crysis on mother's computer (you know, the one with terrible resolution...) so long as an OnLive server is available, internet connection (1.5 mbps for SD and 4.5 for HD), functioning video card (called graphics card in the world of gaming), a monthly fee of 14.95 USD and finally a rental fee for games (some games might be for keeps). If OnLive his isn't another Steam there will be no rational use for your $8,000 computer with a liquid nitrogen colling system, Steam will evaporate and then Valve will be forced to conclude their Half-Life series for revenue. more...
MicroConsoles - are being planned for consumers who have access to the internet yet don't have a suitable computer, they require any modern television and (might require) mouse and keyboard. 2) Alternatively if OnLive does not live to the premarket hype this is how the service can turn out. - You send a data packet from your micro console/browser to the OnLive headquarters... |
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| 19. | shit shot | ||
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A shit shot is the absolute worst shot known to mankind. It is a vile concoction of beer end-drippings, vodka residue and partially dried tequila gravy. Actually, you know what, no. Whatever. I don't give a shit, there's no formula, just make like a chapstick-eating homeless dude and power the sad bitter remnants of anything you enjoyed drinking earlier into a hateful slurry closer genetically to liquefied sheep vomit and engine grease than liquor that will nevertheless get you mildly drunk, albeit in a self-hating way. After gagging down half a dozen shit shots, in addition to some genuine liquor, Hannah's night was ruined utterly.
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| 20. | Cuyahoga Falls | ||
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A large culturally diverse suburb of Akron, Ohio. Known to the natives as C-Falls, Caucasian Falls, Cocaine falls, Pharmacy Falls, Angry White Man's Town, Dirtball Falls, and The White man's Hood. This city has both a high class and a low class with drugs and racism bringing the two together. However this city is safe, very little actual violence happens. "Gangs" are a bunch of pussy-ass high-school wiggers who talk mad shit and do nothing about it. It is known for its legendary marijuana, broad selection of prescription drugs, and it's non-existent police force. There are NO cops. Overall a famous, glorified, predominantly white, shithole. Also the bitter enemy of Stow. I went down to Cuyahoga Falls for some good flame, got a half of some seedless stemless Maui Wowie.
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| 21. | black and tan | ||
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Black and Tan is a drink made from a blend of pale ale, usually Bass Pale Ale, and a dark beer such as a stout or porter, most often Guinness. Sometimes a pale lager is used instead of ale; this is usually called a half and half. Contrary to popular belief, however, Black and Tan as a mixture of two beers is not a drink commonly consumed in Ireland. Indeed, the drink has image problems in parts of Ireland and elsewhere due to the association with the Royal Irish Constabulary Reserve Force which was sent into Ireland in the early 1920s and nicknamed the Black and Tans. In the Republic of Ireland a Black and Tan is normally made from a half pint of Smithwick's topped off with Guinness. This version is also sometimes referred to as a "Blacksmith" or a "Light and Bitter". During the summer months stout drinkers may order a black and tan due to its lighter texture. Likewise ale drinkers may order a Smithwick's with a Guinness head. This is an ordinary pint of Smithwick's with the last inch or so topped off with Guinness. Example (A Great Irish Song): I was born on a Dublin street where the Royal drums did beat,
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And the loving English feet walked all over us; And every single night, when me father'd come home tight, He'd invite the neighbours outside with this chorus: Chorus: Oh, come out you Black and Tans; Come out and fight me like a man; Show your wife how you won medals down in Flanders; Tell her how the I.R.A. made you run like hell away From the green and lovely lanes in Killeshandra. Come, tell us how you slew Them ol' Arabs two by two; Like the Zulus, they had spears and bows and arrows; How you bravely faced each one, With your sixteen pounder gun, And you frightened them poor natives to their marrow. Chorus Come, let us hear you tell How you slandered great Parnell, When you thought him well and truly persecuted, Where are the sneers and jeers That you bravely let us hear, When our heroes of sixteen were executed. Chorus The day is coming fast And the time is here at last, When each shoneen will be cast aside before us; And, if there be a need, Sure my kids will sing "Godspeed!", With a bar or two of Stephen Behan's chorus. |
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