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must be underage
… or just over-the-top-er-age
Notice the really big jar of beer. Its almost as big as him hence the equation is correct.
Reeko, what part of the world are you from? I have never seen a beer-jar. Am intrigued.
I did. Southern back woods. Not speaking for Reeko though. I just thought beer in a mason jar was interesting.
I gotta say, beer in a jar beats jam and marmalade! Unless, of course, that’s our very own jam, in which case no jar contents could ever compare.
It sure looks like a cap-less jar
A jar is a glass with a handle. Or when a door isn’t.
You folks have it all wrong. Notice the “guy” in the “picture” is a stick figure, meaning the artist wasn’t showing off much of his (or her) talent. Notice the sum, stick figure again, but this time with a spilled beer cup next to him.
No, I think the “beer jar” is supposed to be a poorly drawn keg. Drink a keg yourself, take a dirt nap. The student should have got at least one point for recognizing that reality. Maybe s/he would have if s/he labeled the keg better.
The thing is, you have a finite capacity for drinking any kind of liquid before you either (1) experience an uncomfortable sense of fullness, or (2) start running back and forth to the can. Thus, beer is self-limiting as a beverage. You can only get so hammered on it. I have never heard of anyone who had to be taken to an ER because he drank too much beer. Jack Daniel’s, sure, but not beer.
you are retarded….beer inebriates your ability to fully understand these so called “uncomfortable sense of fullness” as well as the fact that you do in fact piss constantly while drinking. But you are not pissing the alcohol out but in fact everything else. This means that your body is acting as a large alcohol filter slowly absorbing more and more alcohol while expelling all liquids. And if done properly. You will be at the ER due to a little thing called alcohol poisoning. It’s pretty frequent and can be caused by merely drinking beer. On a side note…you can even be sent to the hospital for drinking too much water.
come to germany. then you will see how it works with beer !!!
oh my god, people. it’s a can. seriously?!
It’s jarring to think I’m incomparable.
*squeeze*
*plants a wet smacker on jam’s… lips?*
They’re lips alright but not the ones you were thinking of!
Ooooh! :sulkyface: You mean I gotta kiss the boring ol’ face ones?
hmph
You going to offer me a lip service? DEAL!
… and me without the flip cam at the ready!
Uh oh. You guys KNOW what happens when people give jam lip!
I always have my camera ready for lip service.
*Eye twitches*
you know, this is reminding me of the “a kiss on the lips” fail. you know, the twilight underwear thing?
Jaaaaaaaaaaam1!! nom nom nom!!
I would give the both of you lip service, and a lube!
*sneaks into missdiz’s post*
*replaces ‘lips’ with ‘lids’*
*sneaks back out*
Oi! You put that back!
*chases after LGB*
*beats her with her own ‘lids’*
Nanny-nanny, missydizzy! : P
*skipsawaywithaquickness*
*sniff*
*stops in her tracks*
I can’t bear to see a grown woman cry.
Here.
*hands missdiz jar of beer*
To drown your sorrows…
Binge responsibly.
Don’t drive, you might spill your drink.
yeah… but it can regenerate your health. so… maybe you COULD drink and drive… well, except for the fact that cars don’t exist in my world. you’d have to drink and RUN, unless you had a horse. then you could drink and RIDE… but you could cast a levitate spell and drink and FLY. unless…
hes an artist!!!!!!!!……. of some sort any hoo how u get the dANG SMILEYS????????
The equation seems to work for me.
Tomorrow, we’ll make you lighter drinks then.
But, then we don’t get to see her go streaking.
I like when she goes streaking.
*hands out Windex to prevent streaking*
*spikes Windex with Everclear*
Great, Jules. Now look what you did to her. You know she can’t handle 100 proof alcohol!
*takes up Gracie in blankie*
*tucks safely into bed*
*pretends to understand mumbling*
I think she said something about a duck and crackers…
Quack! Hahahahaha!
It’s been a while, huh?
I guess we have not been as wild since the temperature started dropping.
Perhaps tomorrow. I’ve rented a hall for our cuddle puddle. Got it all decorated for Christmas. I vote we have our FailPeeps Christmas Party tomorrow, since it will be out last cuddle puddle before the holiday.
Outlast the cuddle puddle Christmas Party, I say! Outlast!
*squeezyJudy*
What can I bring?
Schnackies, prezzies, and your own sweet self!
Okay, good. This is going to be sooo much fun!!
*starts making list*
Don’t forget to check it twice.
*squeeze*
I already know who’s been naughty and who’s been nice. The nice ones get chocolate — the naughty ones get lumps of coal.
What if you’re both? Can I have chocolate and a shot of Cabo? I don’t really like beer.
Careful, Dragon likes to get coal.
That’s a little fact I would have liked to know before I put coal in her stockings.
Great. Now how’s she gonna put on her shoes?
I could use a cuddle puddle. Yesterday, I sliced my finger at work. It took 5 stitches and its on the top of the index finger. Makes it hard to type and give the middle finger.
Sorry must be the pain pills, slows my thoughts.
I don’t understand why everyone thinks I’ve been so naughty this year!
*blinks as other failpeeps show her numerous examples of extremely naughty pun-runs on Failblog*
Oh. Um. Nevermind.
*puts on coal stockings and leaves sooty-footyprints all over the blog*
Dragon, sooty footprints are naughty too….oh forget it! Just start fresh for the new year.
Dragon had a little stocking
Whose fleece was filled with coal
and everywhere that Dragon went
Her sooty foot she put.
Dragon, Imma just going to point at my hair. M’kay?!
Ummm. . . what hair?
*gets a lump in his throat*
:p
‘member the time she gave Brewski Dragon Grog and he was out of it for a while? I think she gave him some funny pills too.
*tries to look innocent*
LIES!!!
*hands Leila 1000 internets for trademark infraction*
How about Gno’varrein, THE BLADE OF EPIC WINNINGNESS!!! could I bring that? (by the way, Gno’varrein is pronounced guh-no var-RAIN, not no varine)
The equation is history as it clearly is the “wrong boer war.”
Afrikaansly, my dear, that's a double dutch double.
vide infra, frattelloWrong! The average person does not pass out after one beer. This is why it’s important to study, children!
It just doesn’t add up? Looks more like one keg though.
Yeah, I think if I drank a beer that was as tall as myself I’d probably pass out.
Well in that case, you only need the one, and not a whole. Actually the universal beer law is that you only rent it.
That’s more than half!
But wait, did the beer jar get smaller after consumption, or did the guy drinking the beer in it get bigger after consumption? And what about tuberculosis?Tune in tomorrow for the exciting conclusion of… To Drink, Or Not To Drink.
This show is brought to you by Beer!
beer, huh? personally i would prefer a show sponsered by MORE MINDLESS VIOLENCE, or something of the like.
I wouldn’t take any comments seriously from a teacher who suffers from random capitalisation.
I Don’T know WHat you MeaN, LoOks FIne to ME!
Spose it’s better than random communism.
and the Wrong Boer War.You’re speaking double – dutch, fuzz.
Orange you glad fuzz came out of his splendid isolation?
Orange fuzz — new beer brand?
Fanta-size me!Size doesn’t really matter, except in presents and …
badonkadonks?
Shoes. She obviously meant shoes.
*fanta-seizes LGB*
*raptures her up for the holidaze*NOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!! I’m not ready for the Rapture!! I just found my new apartment!! *sigh* Always late. It’s terminal.
You could be found naughty and left with the rest of us. Do you have A/C, cause we’re gonna need it.
if the seize is right, you can still have a good fitWhat about random capitulisation?
Not as bad as random catapultisation.
Random Capitalism hasn’t helped the world much either.
Neither has random Communism, Socialism or Antidisestablishmentarianism.
I vote then for arbitrary cannibalism.
You skipped right over random copulationism.
I prefer to skip right into random copulationism.
*skips into random copulationism*
*skips period*
That comment is pregnant with multiple meanings.
she wasn't into condom copulationismIt’s the pause that refreshes!
At least it wasn’t a meno-cing pause.
A platonic refreshment?
A foetal error?
Clicky, Rule 15.
Do you mean cannibalism is not about eating other people out?
Nope, dining out on friends.
*licks chops*
*goes to corner*
*sits and rocks back and forth in fetal position*
*starts chanting over and over again*
fail peeps are not food.
fail peeps are not food.
fail peeps are not food.
fail peeps are not food.
You are obsessed with this theme. Also, with peeing. I can see that it is not safe to leave you alone for any length of time.
I tend to drift when nobody is riding me, but it is good to know that you have a list of my obsessions. Have I reached double digits?
Do you think you are ready for double digits? In the past I have only used one.
Are you sure? I haven’t good visibility from this angle but I always had my suspicions.
Looks like the flipped bird is riding the airwaves again. …
catapultisation. hmm… CATapultisation. I like it!
new word! new word! new word! new word!
*gets out magnifying glass*
Hmmm. Sentence case. This isn’t going to be an easy one.
*rolls up sleeves*
Good morning
It’s nice to visit for the first time to your site. Hopefully we are willing to accept introductions from Indonesia.
if you do not mind so good as a visit behind
Happy Nice day
thanks
Now define Adam-Lambert.“Adam” is Hebrew for “the man.” “Lambert” is French, via German, for “bright land.” “Lambent” is how light may look subsequent to passing through a semi-opaque medium, dependent upon that medium’s coefficient of absorption, also known as the Beer-Lambent Law.
Sooooo, it’s not about Adam Lambert having too many beers and humping every guy in the vicinity?
no, you're thinking of the Beer-Camel Law.But wait just a minute. “Lambent” is from the present participle of Latin “lambere”, meaning “to lick”, so … no; I’ll stop there.
Say that again?!?
:-S
It was a trick question -- Adam Lambert is indefinable. It's like replying to an immoderate comment in moderation: it breaks the fail-space continuum by more than half divided by zero.hummm… sorry i asked
I knew it! The answer is 42!
Damn it!! How could ii’ve forget that!! Of corse!
You laughed at the question so it makes you sad?
I think it’s pretty sad to laugh at a maths question.
I did, once, when the teacher who wrote the question seemed to have lost concentration at the time and wrote “I eat coffee and drink toast” as part of the question.
HAHAHA!
A friend of me and I once giggled hysterically about math text questions. Looked through the whole book for them “This one is great!” and then read them out to eachother and laughed until we were send outside.
We were tired that day.
One of my maths exam questions, no joke!, was about three kids in a bean-flicking competition!
No surprise I did not excel in my maths GCSE. I was far to distracted during the exam.
*flicks extra ‘o’ into previous post*
That ‘o’ appears to have bean flicked!
I had a teacher in HS who did questions like that to see who was reading the test. He had like 3-4 different versions of the test with the same questions mixed around.
I define AL every time I puke on my shoes.
Teacher fail?!?
Student fail, teacher win! (^_^)
The fail is that the drawing of Christopher Lambert does not include the creepy cross looking eyes.
Too bad his annoying accent doesn’t come through either.
I know…! How is it possible for a guy to have a non-sexy accent, anyway? I mean, accents by definition are pretty damned sexy, but I guess he’s the exception that proves the rule.
The student wrote the law correctly, but forgot to define the quantities:
Beer: 1 gallon
Lambert: 1 drunkard
Looks like Lambert can’t hold his ale.
czuhc, I’ve been thinking about it. You need a new, festive holiday look. A white beard, perhaps?
*squeeze*
That was also my initial idea but I’ve come up with a better plan.
Do what you have to do. It’s Christmas, for chrissakes. Be a man and suck it up.
I’m looking forward to this
*squeeze*
I’ve been looking forward to THIS!
*squeeeeeezes the Moomin so hard his li’l red nose pops off*
Woop…sorry.
*sticks nose back on, a little off-center*
Czuhc, look at what they did to me. ‘Nuff said.
I like your festive holiday look, ZA. It’s morbidly morose, yet merry. Marvelous!
I would like to festive my avatar, but it seems that all my pictures of holiday things are………….well…………….innappropriate to say the least.
Have you visited this website, 3Bs?
ht tp://www.pikipimp.com/
You might find what you’re looking for there. It’s where I got my Santa hat.
*festivezombiesqueezes*
Anyone notice the beer shrinks from person size, to regular once the figure passes out?
No, the beer has the same affect on the man as spinach did on popeye. As soon as he drank it he got HUGE!
No, they both remained the same size but the beer was farther away. It’s the Law of Perspective.
Not as far away as his first snore. It’s
!
Hmm, that was not my paragraphing intention. I’m capable of html magic I don’t even know about!
*sprinkles fairy custard dust on missdiz*
Sticks out tongue.
…mmm
*grabs straw*
*snorts excess fairy custard dust that landed on table*
*smacks Judy*
*eyes narrow*
That was MINE.
*starts shaking from withdrawal*
Rehab for custard addiction
*is slightly worried about her place in all of this*
No! No! No!
*points at a picture of Amy Crackhouse*
*raises eyebrows*
*slyly checks k@’s pockets for more fairy custard dust*
*slinks away with sneaky grin on face*
*whistling: sidles out of current post after Judy*
Amy Crackhouse. That’s some funny stuff right there.
*RIGL*
*wanders into thread*
Um…why is there Bird’s Custard Powder all over the floor? And why are Judy and missdiz sitting in the sink in the breakroom singing naughty christmas carols??
ok. random comment 1. I need support for the war that will make FailBlog. the support of experienced FailBloggers. jam, cuzhc, The Moomin, k@ the custard fairy on top of the tree & IgnoreButton™, ZombieApocalypse, Marius, Black Garnets, lvl 60 burglar hobbit, fanged werebunny, Little Girl Blue >ZAP!< Dot Org. I NEED YOUR HELP!
THE FIRST POSTERS ARE ATTACKING. NOTHING CAN BE DONE ABOUT IT, EXCEPT FOR UBER PWNAGEOF NOOBS. WILL YOU FIGHT?
Don’t forget the Law of Orientation too.
And the Law of Asianation?
I am attracted to secret rendezvous.Be careful my friend; horizontality at Hernando’s Hideaway can be fatal.
a grave assignation indeed -- were I not a ghost already, I'd likely be Finnish'd.____
TMI Service:
Laws! I did not know that.
You can’t drink directly from the keg, he had to get a cup.
Now if only he had two girls.
No no no!
Great, now I have that Amy Winehouse song stuck in my head. Thanks, Ms B.
All we’re doing is trying to make you go to rehab.
Whatdya say?
THAT NOT HOW LIGHT ABZORB ROLL!!Zorb promised me he’d go to rehab *cries*
♫
I love a girl from Philadelphia --She's the prettiest thing, her dog eats more than its quota. ♫
… as its sidewalk deposits show true. …
or two boys
Optics sucked all the life out of him.
I’m tierd of “FAILS” that can be faked.
I mean there were some other paper-writings that goes in here.
The are funny when with the word “FAIL”, but Failblog isn’t as it was before…
Pure destruction
I don’t know where to begin with my ridiculing. Anyone else wanna take over?
This is a tiersome job. Pure deconstructivism.
[ I write FAIL in my comment to make it funny ]
*Jacques Deride*a? non?
my derision is so derivativeTierd fails are better because they have layers. Like onions. And ogres.
Cakes! Everybody loves cakes!
Parfait! Everybody loves a parfait!
Baklava to the future!!The Fail of visitors who replied to my comment:
Not saying that some of you stays and refreshes this page for hours willing to be lucky firster on another Fail.
You reply to my opinion with nothing but useless talk knowing that my comment will be the second topic in this page like saying onions and cakes.
Fail blog community is too popularity based so you will say anything, yet stupid in order to be the one that has the most replies. Though you won’t get anything out of this in real life.
FAIL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!FAIL
Yes, stimulating my brain is a waste of time. I should be more like you and stimulate something else.
Breathe, Vazix! Breathe!
Oh, and BTW: We’re not “visitors” — we’re “regulars.”
My life is in fact enhanced by my participation here on this blog. If I were not given this opportunity to get my sillies out while at work I would probably go postal on my co-workers then fly out to our corporate offices and go postal there as well. I have made many friends here that I converse with off the blog and they have in fact improved my life with their humour and intelligence. So there. :p
This addressees those people who does that.
I’m not the judge for that.
♪
Schools out for winter!
♪
I come here for a little laugh at things that make me think WTF?. I do find failblog better and smarter in ways than lolcats but that is my opion. But I also see each as a commuity with its own speech.
And it does take some thinking to make pun runs and to twist word meanings.
Each of the cheezbuger network sites do have there own community.
Please pardon my misspellings, my thoughts are a little slow and foggy for some pain pills I’m taking for a deep cut with stitches.
Someone woke up on the wrong side of the bed today.
What’s up Vazix’s ass?
A potato or two.
You know, not everybody likes onions. Cake! Everybody loves cake.
*squeeze*
*squeeze*
hem hem!
You know what else everybody likes? Parfaits. Have you ever met a person, you say, “Let’s get some parfait,” they say, “Hell no, I don’t like no parfait”? Parfaits are delicious.
D’oh!
*facepalm*
This person is a wedding cake?
Vazix really is a cakewreck, then.
is a wreck, alright
I am not fondant of him that is for sure.
I ce what you did there!
not even with extra sugar??
Vazix will be sorry he chose to pop his comment cherry-on-the-top with this.
There goes anger management classes!
Want some beer jar??
*squeezestomissdiz*
My anger management classes teach me how to use my anger to the best of my abilities. I am now black belt in anger. Hiiiyaaahh!
*cracks open beer jar*
Salut!
*tipsysqueezeback*
I only achieved a brown belt.
The colour of the belt is irrelevant. The importance is all in how hard you can whip it.
Whip it good!
*puts on red Devo hat and dances wildly around room*
Ms B, thanks for joining us today. If you weren’t previosuly aware, you do have to take all your clothes off in this particular class. Lockers are at the back.
*pouts*
But I’ve been so good lately! I don’t know if I’m ready to break my record.
That all depends on your definition of “good”, my dear Ms B.
Ok then. I will clarify.
My clothes have stayed on for quite some time, and I’m not ready to break that record just yet.
How’s that?
When she’s bad, she’s very good.
*sighs*
*decides to make the supreme sacrifice for her friend*
*steps behind a bush and removes clothes*
*streaks through thread*
Awwww, Gracie! You didn’t need to do that!
*squeeeze!*
*squeezewhips*
Catchao!
Only with extra sprinkles.
Are you nuts?
Royally!
Don’t be so vanilla. You need a little spice in your life.
Which cin amm I on today?
*swats custard fairy on the buns*
*jellyrolls away*
*S-creams*
You need asscream, k@?
Vazix must be the evil and less talented collegue of Beer and Lambert. He’s pissed that his name is not included in the law.
But but but, Judge Dredd is the law?
It’s not ridicule if you type it with a smile.
Hey, is this considered trolling? Because, you know, I can go downstairs and smack him… just in case ;D
The rule and quantity is “there can only be one!”
the king makes the lawIt’s good to be the King.
Uh-huh!
*knee wobbles*
That sounds a little Petty.
All this nonsense is going to give me a breakdown.
Then don’t come around here no more.
I have to — I’m a refugee.
Yer so bad.
With the pain pills I’m taking, I’m Free falling. weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee
Better have a last dance with Mary Jane while you still have a chance, then.
Well I’m Learning to fly.
*flaps arms wildly*
You be careful, then: that great wide open can be a rough place.
rodney king got lawed.
A=ecl where A=Absorbance of light at a given wavelength, c=concentration of light absorbing substance, l=path length through light absorbing substance, e=extinction coefficient (a constant).
Go home now.
Do not pass Go. Do not collect $200.
Did something just get boyled over?
Bonus Question:
Is Hell exothermic or endothermic?
First, we need to know how the mass of Hell is changing in time. So we need to know the rate at which souls are moving into Hell and the rate at which they are leaving. I think that we can safely assume that once a soul gets to Hell, it will not leave. Therefore, no souls are leaving.
As for how many souls are entering Hell, let’s look at the different Religions that exist in the world today. Most of these religions state that if you are not a member of their religion, you will go to Hell. Since there is more than one of these religions and since people do not belong to more than one religion, we can project that all souls go to Hell. With birth and death rates as they are, we can expect the number of souls in Hell to increase exponentially.
Now, we look at the rate of change of the volume in Hell because Boyle’s Law states that in order for the temperature and pressure in Hell to stay the same, the volume of Hell has to expand proportionately as souls are added.
This gives two possibilities:
1. If Hell is expanding at a slower rate than the rate at which souls enter Hell, then the temperature and pressure in Hell will increase until all Hell breaks loose.
2. If Hell is expanding at a rate faster than the increase of souls in Hell, then the temperature and pressure will drop until Hell freezes over.
So which is it?
If we accept the postulate given to me by Teresa during my Freshman year that, “It will be a cold day in Hell before I sleep with you,” and take into account the fact that I slept with her last night, then number 2 must be true, and thus I am sure that Hell is exothermic and has already frozen over.
The corollary of this theory is that since Hell has frozen over, it follows that it is not accepting any more souls and is therefore, extinct… leaving only Heaven thereby proving the existence of a divine being which explains why, last night, Teresa kept shouting “Oh my God.”
I think I love you just a little bit.
Just a little?
Hey baby!
Me love you long time!
Just 5 dollar!
*checks pockets*
*finds only pennies and nickels*
*wanders away sadly*
*deposits 5 dollars in Judy’s account*
Merry Christmas!!
“sucky sucky, 10 dolá”
Superb!
I like you, Marius. I really, really like you.
Wanna start a club to hunt and destory this Teresa character?
The jealousy is driving me wild.
Our belts will come in handy, I’m sure.
We are hunting people now?
Not people…HER!
Can i join in?? can i!? can i!?
Shhh! Be vewwy vewwy quiet. I’m hunting people. Hahahahaha!
What shall we call the club?
“Teresa Is A Lucky Sod”?
“Marius Is Better Off Without Teresa”?
“Two Are Better Than One”?
Doh!
That old joke ran around campus as fast as the real Teresa (Name changed to protect the indecent).
Mrs. Marius eventually signed Teresa up as a volunteer missionary to a tribe of Korowai.
Really quite decent of her, I’d say. Could’ve been worse.
BTW: Did you see my post yesterday regarding plural possessions? Is it Marius’s or Marius’?
I believe it is Marian.
Hee!
My wife says it’s Marry I.
I like your definition better!
*snickersqueeze*
Tanks!
*Squeeze*
Shouldda just Googled it:
Some writers will say that the -s after Charles’ is not necessary and that adding only the apostrophe (Charles’ car) will suffice to show possession. Consistency is the key here: if you choose not to add the -s after a noun that already ends in s, do so consistently throughout your text. William Strunk’s Elements of Style recommends adding the ‘s. (In fact, oddly enough, it’s Rule Number One in Strunk’s “Elementary Rules of Usage.”) You will find that some nouns, especially proper nouns, especially when there are other -s and -z sounds involved, turn into clumsy beasts when you add another s: “That’s old Mrs. Chambers’s estate.” In that case, you’re better off with “Mrs. Chambers’ estate.”
Bwahahaha.
*squeeze*
*Squeeze*
*snorkitty!*
*gently pets snorekitty so as not to wake*
*puts tiny Breathe Right™ strip on kitty’s nose*
*tiptoes out of room*
You’re the best LGB!
but its hell so how do we know if it even makes sense what if the laws we know dont apply to hell in any way
btw nice joke
your question allows for very little chaos.
all dogs go to heaven?
That’s your theory.
He didn’t see the state the room was in afterwards.
*Checks under seat cushions for loose change*
*changes loose seat cushions*
Throw pillows for a change.
*strips down to underwear to have pillowfight with Marius*
Those aren’t pillows!
Given that the population of the planet is increasing, more people are being born than dying. This means there are more people appearing than there are souls going to hell.
As hell is other people, and more people means more other people, the rate of expansion of hell is greater than the amount of souls going there?
If you catch 22 Moomins and spend time with other people doing things you hate, you will live forever. This confirms eternal damnation.
Bier auf Wein das lasse sein -
Wein auf Bier das rat ich dir!
That’s the law.
1+
Bier op wijn is venijn
Wijn op bier is plezier
# geef me nog een wijntje
geef me nog een zwijntje #
Methyphobia – fear of alcohol.
And, just for fun,
Emetophobia – fear of vomiting.
The only phobia zombies typically suffer is arsonphobia.
i would like to test this hypothesis we will need Government funding of course
This is CHANGE I can believe in.
APPROVED!!!!!
Failpeeps seal of aproval
Failpeeps penguin of approval.
Penguin? Looks like a duck to me.
I thought it was half a donkey.
You might have seen a housefly, maybe even a superfly, but I bet you ain’t never seen a donkey fly. Ha, ha.
Don’t mess with me, I’m the stairmasta!
And then one time I ate some rotten berries. Man, there were some strong gases seepin’ outta my butt that day!
*ducks*
It’s a plane? it’s a reindeer? NO! It’s a SuperDonkey!
What about dragon… does she fly?
Dragons don’t fly, they soar.
*squeeze*
*Squeeze*
Bukkits of approvals
I don’t approve of those bukkits. Blech.
*nods*
Not likely to contain much approval, I’d say. Some other things, yes. Approval, not so much.
The bukkit is most commonly used as a recepticle for *kersplorch*, misspellings, and general *facepalm* and *headdesk* grammar errors, Maki.
(See “The Props Room”):
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Oooooooooooooh! I thought Props Room was something else…
Ooh… I see… Sorry and thankx LGB
I thought Maki was correct in usage there. Considering the misspelling of ‘approval’ the first time round. A coincidence perhaps?
I don’t approve of coincidences.
I just don’t approve of Bukkit contents. :ick:
It was not intended…i do have some tendencies to misspell… for i am no english born, and the lack of usage makes it rusty
Maki…don’t worry about it. This is all in good fun. We like to tease each other every now and again. Plus, English is my 5th language so, you are in good company.
*squeeze*
Rarely take me seriously. :[
*poke*
*poke*
*tickle*
*tickle*
No worries, Maki! You speak more gooder English than some people who are native speakers.
You poke, you pay. :[
Don’t laugh at our sign.
We’re serious.
hehehehe *ticklesleilaback*
:[
Is this a tickleFest???
*exposes fingers to the cold*
*tickles anyone within reach. Maki and MsB especially*
Weeeeeeeeeee!!!!!!!
*runsaroundtickling*
oh i think i’m gonna p..
Have you been watching New Moon?? Tsk tsk
I believe the Queen Beer impregnated Mr Lambert.
The baby beer then erupted out of his mouth, leaving Mr Lambert to slowly die.
That explains the buzzing sound.
No, that’s something to do with Mookie missing you.
It didn’t erupt out of his mouth. It was out of his …, um…use your !magination.
Is it kinda like Alien?
Phone home?
We’re sorry. The number you have called can not be completed as dialed. Please dial 1 or 0 as well as the area code for the number you are calling.
belly button?
Long live the new flesh.
I’m just dropping in, but in the spirit of the season, I present to you a poem I wrote for a school assignment…
‘Twas the night before Christmas – man, that’s such a cliché.
Seems like every dumb Christmas spoof starts out that way.
I mean, seriously, how about some originality, guys?
But I digress. Hmmm, let’s see… Where was I?
Oh yeah! Christmas Eve: I lay awake in my bed.
No visions of sugarplums dared dance through my head.
My thoughts were a virtual happiness-trap.
I was tired, so tired, of merry this, Christmas that.
Then, up on the roof, there arose such a clatter.
I grabbed my Louisville Slugger, went to see what was the matter.
And guess what it was: some fat guy most bold,
entering, via chimney, my humble abode!
I raised my bat to my shoulder, took careful aim at his jaw,
when my brother piped up, “Can’t you see? It’s Santa!”
I looked a bit closer, saw his suit, and his beard,
so I smiled, apologized, and I brought him a beer.
“How’s things at the factory?”, I amiably said.
In response, he smashed the bottle right over my head.
“Here’s a suggestion, if I may be so bold: Next time,
don’t take advice from some dumb six-year-old.”
And he gathered up my presents, and dumped them in his sack.
And he ran out the door without a single look back.
I’d just been robbed by that dirty old boor,
Assaulted, and left lying there on the floor!
He was never caught, just slipped away on the sly.
Just goes to show you: Saint Nick is one heckuva guy.
But I swear I heard him say, as he ran out of here,
“Merry Christmas to me! But thanks for the beer!”
Happy Generic Winter-Time Holiday, guys.
Thank you!!! Merry Christmas to you.
*STANDING OVATION*
AUTHOR! AUTHOR!
*golf craps*
Happy Generic Winter-Time Holiday to you, too, Shadow!
*genericholidaysqueeze*
*POUNCEsQueezesLGB!!!*
Hello!!
*POUNCEsqueezyLeila!!!*
Hello, sweetie!
*applauds*
*whistles*
*Snickers*
Good job Shadow.
Happy Holidays.
BRAVO!
Happy Holidays to you!
*rummages around under the blog for a bit*
*pops up with a dozen hands, each with their thumbs up*
Oops, I forgot …
Merry Generic Winter Holiday to you as well!
: D Very good Shadow!
Clickie for a related holiday song.
Nice. And Happy Generic Winter-Time Holiday (that we happen to celebrate in the middle of summer here) too.
Shoot.
Happy Generic Year’s-End Holiday, then? The year still ends at the same time down there, right?
Well, more or less (depending on one’s time zone, of course). “Winter-Time Holiday” is not really inaccurate, though: in spite of the season (and the temperatures!) the food, !magery, music, etc., are all very much “Generic Winter-Time”.
Teacher fail? It has a Beer-Lambert law in physics. It’s more a failblog fail recognizing a simple student failing to learn for the test.
Thank you for that bit of instruction, mr. humorless. Now go collect your asscream!
i heard its actually a jellow not a cream
I CANT BELIVE ITS NOT BUTTER
And don’t forget to wear your asshat – it’s cold outside.
AH how did you control the weather like that! Dame i better go get my asshat
That comment was directed at Andy.
as i was scrolling down the comments my eyes came across what looked like a someones post in all caps that read “GOFER CRAP!” im still looking for that comment
It went
way!!!!!
*snork*
*comment runs away* *EEK*
Did anyone else automatically assume that the person in the picture is the kid’s mom?
“define all quantities”
i think what’s missing is the quantity of beer.
I love you guys and the humor! Maybe you should try laughing with people instead of at them. Remember that everyone has faults and imperfections. Get to know people before you judge and try to understand or ask questions.
Do you like beer? Can I touch your lamberts?
beer
More like teacher win!
Please read…www.leahtanner.wordpress.com I am a ditzy whore and a bit crazy. Get to know me and perhaps this will help you all understand other people you may be talking about. I’ve got issues and my grammar sucks. I have bi-polar mood swings. I’ve also lost a lot of brain cells. That’s me but I’m okay with admitting these things. Now I need a beer.
wow… yet another spam whore looking for blowjob customers. why should anyone bother to “get to know” you? you are just another loser in a line of spam whore losers. get lost.
Gee sauerkraut a little harsh don’t you think?
Not at all. After all, “she” admits to being a “ditzy whore.” What other conclusion would you have me arrive at?
I believe I have a right to be here and your choice of words only shows your character. If you don’t like what I have to say then you are welcome to comment or move on. You may do so without being so rude.
I may be rude if I so choose. If you want traffic to your site, then just allow people to hit the clickie without drawing their attention to it with the “get to know me” crap. When you make the similar comment repetitively, then it amounts to spam. But, as you say, I am welcome to comment.
he got the beer part alright, but where’s the lambert?
lambert is still dancing with his star. or so he thinks.
This is WIN
Look at the grade… the teacher gave negative points for the question…
I wish people would stop stealing pic like this from other funny blog websites. This is a perfect example, it was stolen from funny exam.
That’s called “the internet.” Get over yourself.
lol this guy should get full credit, its REAL LIFE SCIENCE
Yes it is real life science indeed. That guy doesn’t know Analytical Biochemistry much, though.
The Beer Lambert Law is A = ecl, where:
- A is the absorbance;
- e is the extinction coefficient (/M.cm);
- c is the concentration (M), and;
- l is the path length (cm).
So the Analytical Biochemistry teacher is definitely correct. The student certainly wrote the wrong answer.
I say it is definitely teacher WIN. Student FAIL.
(Most of us should know science right?)
(That guy is total carnage in the subject.)
Great job, Andrew, but where do you stand with respect to Boyle’s?
Boyle’s law only relates gas pressure to gas volume. The Beer Lambert Law is different to that of Boyle’s. Did I get that right?
Fail? I’ll call that a WIN! F*ck useless knowledge!
the student wrote the wrong beer-law, as the teacher said.
the beer-lambert law is morelike an optical law, so he would get only full points if he made him double-seeing
as a biologist and teacher i would defo give marks for trying
more like YOU fail
In optics, the Beer–Lambert law, relates the absorption of light to the properties of the material through which the light is traveling. Fails are only funny if you’re smart enough to realize it.
This kid is hilarious!
What, no partial credit?
wow, good stick drawing dude!! ;D
mmmmmmmm beer
Fail for the kid, Win for the teach.
thats a win
More WIN than FAIL
This is Pure Win
definitely an epic fail
T= I/Io
I was hoping for an intricately drawn picture of a drunk Adam Lambert.
Disappointment.
he even drew a model. this kid is indeed smart, and the teacher needs to appreciate it xD!
well
its a keg of beer + stick man *gags at horrible drawings* = drunkn ass hobo…..or stick man
ANY HOO IM A ………………………………
As if he LOST marks for that!
that wasn’t a fail, that was a win!