Here’s the Wayne Knight I remember:
And now he looks like this:
Notice the missing 117 pounds.
The question is: will he still get acting roles? The “fat guy” schtick
was, if you’ll pardon the expression, his bread and butter.
Here’s the Wayne Knight I remember:
And now he looks like this:
Notice the missing 117 pounds.
The question is: will he still get acting roles? The “fat guy” schtick
was, if you’ll pardon the expression, his bread and butter.
Courtesy of ThisIsTheShit.org.
There: Allah Sent Spiders to Defeat the Americans
Sheik Sumide’i: They [the Americans] attacked Falluja and tried to cause great damage to its residents.
They destroyed mosques and homes,
killed women, children, and youths,
and spread corruption in Falluja.
Nevertheless, we believe that Allah protects the believers,
and indeed, Allah stood beside Falluja,
and I’d like to mention some miracles
Allah performed in Falluja.
It is possible that the media
does not know about them.
The first miracle that
occurred in Falluja
took the form of spiders
that appeared in the city –
each spider larger than this chair,
or about the size of this chair.
The American soldiers left,
holding the legs of this spider,
and I too, in one of the Friday
sermons, held up a spider,
with all its magnitude, in front of the satellite channels and in front of the world.
This spider also had thin black hair.
If this hair touches the human body,
within a short period of time
the body becomes black or blue,
and then there is an explosion
in the blood cells
in the human body –
and the person dies.
This is one of the miracles performed in support of Falluja,
and the Jihad that took place in Falluja.
Despite the damage done
to the American forces…
In spite of the slightly just out-of-reach tech and “ecstast bombs”, it’s more plausible than the Iraqi sheikh story. The Spiders is currently on hiatus, but still an interesting read.
Somebody made me a square on HacksRUs’ “Haxor Bingo” page. Thanks to a
nickname and the magic of alphabetical order, I’m the first square.
By the bye, it’s spelled accordin.
It’s probably a bad idea to busk at a place where you can buy fruits and vegetables (think about it for a moment),
but my friend Brenda has booked me to play accordion at the Parkdale
Liberty Farmer’s Market between noon and 2 p.m. tomorrow. Great tunes
and healthy produce will abound.
Open source guy Matthew Garrett has a little CafePress shop with some high-larious t-shirts. Well, they’re high-larious if you’re a geek…
I
don’t fit his revised-to-be-more-like-him “portrait of J. Random Hacker” and no, I didn’t ask him
to write my subculture’s Kama Sutra, thankyouverramuch.
If you haven’t yet seen The World’s Most Unintentionally Funny Real Estate Web Page, I’ve mirrored it here. Take a close look at the third photo down.
Everybody sing!
How much is that doggie in the window? (arf! arf!)
The one with the waggley tail
How much is that doggie in the window? (arf! arf!)
I do hope that doggie’s for sale
I must take a trip to California
And leave my poor sweetheart alone
If he has a dog, he won’t be lonesome
And the doggie will have a good home
How much is that doggie in the window? (arf! arf!)
The one with the waggley tail
How much is that doggie in the window? (arf! arf!)
I do hope that doggie’s for sale
I read in the paper there are robbers (roof! roof!)
With flashlights that shine in the dark
My love needs a doggie to protect him
And scare them away with one bark
I don’t want a bunny or a kitty
I don’t want a parrot that talks
I don’t want a bowl of little fishies
He can’t take a goldfish for a walk
How much is that doggie in the window? (arf! arf!)
The one with the waggley tail
How much is that doggie in the window? (arf! arf!)
I do hope that doggie’s for sale
I do hope that doggie’s for sale