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as hell! j/k

Give him a good kick for me too!

thanks to tiny for telling me about this! Sneaky Senator Daschle has introduced S. 22, an "omnibus domestic security bill". The sneaky part is how he wrapped last year's defeated RAVE Act into it as a "crack house" provision. The RAVE Act (S. 2633 in the last session of Congress) received a ton of media attention and was basically shut down by effective grassroots action. The basic issue is that it would have punished business owners for failing to stop the drug-related actions of their patrons. Using phrases like "the trafficking and use of 'club drugs'. . is deeply embedded in the rave culture" and "raves have become little more than a way to exploit American youth", the bill was a whipping boy for the disintegration of the American rave scene. Now it's back, wrapped into an easy-to-pass bill. This bill is a danger to public health (in that it takes a hard line as opposed to harm reduction stance on recreational drug use) and free speech (in that business owners may be too afraid to rent or lease their property to groups holding medical marijuana rallies, all-night dance parties and other events). The provisions would also make it a federal crime to temporarily use a place for the purpose of using any illegal drug. Anyone who used drugs in their own home or threw a party or barbecue in which one or more of their guests used drugs could face a $250,000 fine and time in federal prison. The provisions also effectively make it impossible to rent property to AIDS and cancer patients, among others, who use marijuana to relieve their suffering. According to drugpolicy.org, "the S.22 'crack house' provisions punish businessmen and women for the crimes of their customers. The government can't even keep drugs out of its schools and prisons, yet it seeks to punish business owners for failing to keep people from carrying drugs onto their premises. If these provisions become law, federal authorities will have the ability to scare business owners away from using or renting their property for all-night dance events, as well as any other 'politically incorrect event." If you'd like to take action on this, visit drugpolicy.org to send a pre-written letter to Daschle, or go to senate.gov to find out the contact information for your home state Senator.

They are *outrageously* priced . . unless you buy them on the street corner. Check it out: from left to right: sam $250, tara $295, opus $195, elizabeth $335

yes, used only on days that end in "y"

Me no understand.

You mean when Coca-Cola shoots out your nose when you laugh, right? Right?

And, apparently, a shit movie:

Actually it works pretty well

Ah, if only my pain tasted as good as a rum and coke. Currently it tastes more like rubbing alcohol. . .

Is there an inter-planetary WMC as well? I wonder what alien techno sounds like. . .

Not *that* trigger!

Most definitely Vic - never doubt the effectiveness of pulling the trigger the morning after.

My guess would be three?

There is no discrimination in the world of Cliff Yablonski. He hates everyone.

don't forget the caption! "MEATWHEELS!!!"

raver: Yep. Google sez -- The phrase Tune! originated in the UK. It started during the trance boom in 1998. Whenever a DJ would drop what the crowd thought was a great song they would start shouting "Tune!". As things progressed, people started being quite innovative and Tune! t-shirts, stickers, badges, and all sorts of other clothing became adorned with the word. The Crasher Kids (regulars at Gatecrasher) have always favoured using kids magnetic letters (fridge magnets) to spell out words of the moment. Tune! became really popular alongside other favourites like spangled, twatted, and mashed! Tune! became so popular that the 1999 Ministry Of Sound release "Clubbers Guide To Trance" contained a folded up Tune! sign as part of the package. .weird.

is this website, Cliff Yablonski Hates You. All this guy does is take random pictures (usually the freakiest of freaky people) and make up captions, but the captions are some of the funniest damn things I've ever read. I regularly have to get up from my desk and leave my shared office b/c I'm laughing so hard and trying to stop without getting caught. Enjoy! A sampling: I think I took this photo from a post-apocalyptic wasteland where mutants roam the plains like some really flaming version of Mad Max. They play that shitty music that sounds like electronic disco crap, the music that goes BOOM chick BOOM chick BOOM chick, although it does match the sound of BOOM chick I make when shooting and reloading my shotgun at these pathetic abominations. God I hate these multicolored shitsticks. I'd pour Drano in their Kool-Aid, but they probably already snort Drano and wouldn't feel shit. One of the more well paid prostitutes that hangs out on 145th and Baker Street. If you give her $50, she'll let you put a bag on her head and then use it to punch through drywall. She only offered this deal to me after I had been drinking whisky for seven straight hours. Oh yeah, and then she WILLINGLY gave me my $50 back, despite what she may try to claim out of that toothless hole in her head. DJ Plywood and MC 88 do a majority of the wedding receptions here in Appleton City. He says shit like "are you ready to get this party started?" and "who's ready to party?" and "oh my God, please stop, I beg of you, please stop." It's got to be a tough job for him since it's impossible to distinguish between the bride and groom in this diseased monument to failure town. If you don't believe me, take a goddamn look at DJ Plywood's face and MC 88's. You could fucking swap them back and forth and their own parents wouldn't even know, although that might be because they gouged their own eyes out during the spawning of these paste freaks. More man than you'll ever need. Or want. To see. Ever. Ask this shitclown to lay down and roll over your next BBQ and you'll be set for life with all the diamonds he'll create. :laugh:

dear lord . . .

Nope you are now "New Skool"! Congrats!

Is there a poor defenseless speaker in the missing foreground of that pic? Looks like Jroo's talking dirty to it. . .

:bounce: :bounce: :bounce: :bounce: :bounce: :bounce:

I was probably hanging on for dear life at that point...