Hands down the most popular sports car ever built in America. Started as a limited run of 300 roadsters (all Polo White with red interior) in '53 and has since evolved into a world-class, Nurburgring-tested machine that can torch all competition in its price range.
"Take any sports car within twenty grand of the COrvette's sticker ($47K), and the Vette will flat smoke it. We think the Corvette may also prove a match for the upcoming $70,065 321-hp Porsche 911 and could very possibly outgun the $79,865 350-hp 911S. Oh, and don't betagainst the Vette's earning another 10Best spot."
--Car and DRiver Magazine, in their September 2004 road test of the new sixth-gen Corvette (C6)
--Car and DRiver Magazine, in their September 2004 road test of the new sixth-gen Corvette (C6)
by Scott Lanway October 14, 2004
A drinking game that requires three people and a deck of cards. The game is played like so:
1. Deal a card to each player. Place the rest of the pile in the center.
2. Each player takes turns to flip through the deck and;
a) if one of the cards is the same as his/her card, the player must take ten drinks. (eg. your king and a king in the deck.)
b) if the card is ranked next to your card you take 5 drinks. (eg. your kind and a queen or ace in the deck.)
c) When the deck is done, start over.
3. The last person drinking wins.
1. Deal a card to each player. Place the rest of the pile in the center.
2. Each player takes turns to flip through the deck and;
a) if one of the cards is the same as his/her card, the player must take ten drinks. (eg. your king and a king in the deck.)
b) if the card is ranked next to your card you take 5 drinks. (eg. your kind and a queen or ace in the deck.)
c) When the deck is done, start over.
3. The last person drinking wins.
by Scott Lanway June 23, 2004
A.K.A. The Restaurant at the End of the Universe. As described in "The Restaurant at the End of the Universe" by the late Douglas Adams, Milliways is built on the smoking ruins of Frogstar World B and encased in a time bubble that allows it survive the End of the Universe, turning Armageddon into dinner entertainment. A sister of sorts to the Big Bang Burger Barn.
From "The Restaurant at the End of the Universe":
The Restaurant at the End of the Universe is one of the most extraordinary ventures in the entire history of catering.
It is built on the fragmented ruins of an eventually ruined planet which is enclosed in a vast time bubble and projected forward in time to the precise moment of the End of the Universe.
This is, many would say, impossible.
In it, guests take their places at table and eat sumptuous meals while watching the whole of creation explode around them.
This, many would say, is equally impossible.
You can arrive for any sitting you like without prior reservation because you can book retrospectively, as it were, when returning to your own time.
This is, many would now insist, absolutely impossible.
At the Restaurant you can meet and dine with a fascinating cross-section of the entire population of space and time.
This, it can be explained patiently, is also impossible.
You can visit it as many times as you like and be sure of never meeting yourself, because of the embarrassment this usually causes.
This, even if the rest were true, which it isn't, is patently impossible, say the doubters.
All you have to do is deposit one penny in a savings account in your own era, and when you arrive at the End of Time the operation of compund interest means that the fabulous cost of your meal has been paid for.
This, many claim, is not merely impossible but clearly insane, which is why the advertising executives of the star system of Bastablon came up with this slogan: "If you've done six impossible things this morning, why not round it off with breakfast at Milliways, the Restaurant at the End of the Universe?"
The Restaurant at the End of the Universe is one of the most extraordinary ventures in the entire history of catering.
It is built on the fragmented ruins of an eventually ruined planet which is enclosed in a vast time bubble and projected forward in time to the precise moment of the End of the Universe.
This is, many would say, impossible.
In it, guests take their places at table and eat sumptuous meals while watching the whole of creation explode around them.
This, many would say, is equally impossible.
You can arrive for any sitting you like without prior reservation because you can book retrospectively, as it were, when returning to your own time.
This is, many would now insist, absolutely impossible.
At the Restaurant you can meet and dine with a fascinating cross-section of the entire population of space and time.
This, it can be explained patiently, is also impossible.
You can visit it as many times as you like and be sure of never meeting yourself, because of the embarrassment this usually causes.
This, even if the rest were true, which it isn't, is patently impossible, say the doubters.
All you have to do is deposit one penny in a savings account in your own era, and when you arrive at the End of Time the operation of compund interest means that the fabulous cost of your meal has been paid for.
This, many claim, is not merely impossible but clearly insane, which is why the advertising executives of the star system of Bastablon came up with this slogan: "If you've done six impossible things this morning, why not round it off with breakfast at Milliways, the Restaurant at the End of the Universe?"
by Scott Lanway September 08, 2004
"...and the Universe," continued the waiter, determined not to be deflected on his home stretch, "will explode later for your pleasure."
Ford's head swiveled slowly toward him. He spoke with feeling.
"Wow," he said, "what kind of drinks do you serve in this place?"
-- from The Restaurant at the End of the Universe, by Douglas Adams
Ford's head swiveled slowly toward him. He spoke with feeling.
"Wow," he said, "what kind of drinks do you serve in this place?"
-- from The Restaurant at the End of the Universe, by Douglas Adams
by Scott Lanway September 08, 2004
A potent mixed drink created by Zaphod Beeblebrox. It's the alcoholic equivalent of a mugging -- expensive and bad for the head.
Here's what the Encyclopedia Galactica has to say about alcohol. It says that alcohol is a colorless volatile liquid formed by the formentation of sugars and also notes its intoxicating effect on certain carbon-based life forms.
The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy also mentions alcohol. It says that the best drink in existence is the Pan Galactic Gargle Blaster.
It says that the effect of drinking the Pan Galactic Gargle Blaster is like have your brains smashed out by a slice of lemon wrapped round a large gold brick.
The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy also mentions alcohol. It says that the best drink in existence is the Pan Galactic Gargle Blaster.
It says that the effect of drinking the Pan Galactic Gargle Blaster is like have your brains smashed out by a slice of lemon wrapped round a large gold brick.
by Scott Lanway September 08, 2004
The Commandments of Technology
1. Thou shalt read the fucking manual.
2. Thou shalt treat technology with care and love.
3. Thou may covet thy neighbor's technology, but thou shalt not steal it.
1. Thou shalt read the fucking manual.
2. Thou shalt treat technology with care and love.
3. Thou may covet thy neighbor's technology, but thou shalt not steal it.
by Scott Lanway September 03, 2004
A license to behave like a douchebag. Notable holders include President George W. Bush and Attorney General John Ashcroft.
Ashcroft's prosecuting people for medicinal marijuana use? He must have invoked his writ of douchebaggery.
by Scott Lanway June 23, 2004