In the early years of the 16th century, to combat the rising tide of religious unorthodxy, the Pope gave Cardinal Ximinez of Spain leave to move without let or hindrance throughout the land, in a reign of violence, terror and torture that makes a smashing film. This was the Spanish Inquisitions...
The Vegas Inquisition occurs when playaz return from Vegas. Someone who was too pwned to go immediately bombards the playaz with nonstop questions about Vegas.
This person knows that "what happens in Vegas stays in Vegas", but they seem to think this policy does not apply to them. They get very irritated when they get the scoop Heisman.
1) A very clever sketch performed by the Monty Python boys consisting of a group of blundering cardinals dressed in sillyred hats who laugh diabolically and torture unsuspecting english persons with dish-drying racks. Amongst their weaponry are such diverse elements as: fear, surprise, ruthless efficiency, an almost fanatical devotion to the Pope, and nice red uniforms...
2) What nobody expects.
Girlfriend: where were you last night?
me: at home.
Girlfriend: why didn't you answer my calls?
me: my phone was dead.
girlfriend: well why didn't you call?
Me: damn! what the hell is this??? the Spanish inquisition???
Maybe you're in the middle of making your bed, cleaning your room or some other dumb shit that your parents constantly force down your throat, and you're feeling a bit bored. What's the logical solution? PROCRASTINATE. So, you're browsing memes and all around feeling happy, when out of the blue, The Inquisition knocks on your door. Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide. Hide your beloved procrastination under something, they'll hear it. (even if they're going deaf. Seriously, how can someone be deaf and hear quiet shit like that?) Also applies to your Search History.
Last night I was minding my own business browsing reddit and The Inquisition came and fuckin' stole my laptop!
Fuck The Inquisition.
The Inquisition should mind their own business, I know I do.
A meaningless, unimpressive, self-serving introduction. An indicator that the story about to be shared will be pointless and dumb.
Back when I lived in upstate new york, I also had to park on the street - on two occasions, we got enough snow, mixed with just the right plowing, that my car was lifted off the ground from so much snow being jammed underneath it.
Sister: This meeting was to discuss the rough draft of my essay, where we discussed the subsidiary questions I added in my rough draft. We also discussed the relationship between my main title and the real-life situations I chose to use in my essay. We discussed the structure of my essay as well, specifically the Math AOK section and how it relates to the contradiction of the title. This second meeting was particularly helpful in discussing the implications of my essay claims and how to apply the title across various areas of knowledge. There were many sections of the essay that could have been cut down in wordiness and the ways of knowing required further and more in-depth analysis.
An absolutely foolproof way to keep minors from viewing content deemed "too mature" for them to watch.
Billy: "So I was trying to watch some videos for an M rated game, and I ran into an age gate, so I put in my real birthday. SOMEHOW it managed to figure out that I am 12. CURSE YOU AGE GATE!!!"
Bill: "Fucking age gate! *quick scroll* THERE! I was born on January 1, 1904. Fuck you age gate."