Some of these are a few days old... 'been a bit busy.
Girl on LJ arranges to have mother killed (by now, the last post seems to have been made private / protected)
Optimists club calls it quits
" A chap uses a 7-string to play a particular style of music, "ultra-aggressive death and dirge music" that "is basically like down-tuned metal but with a focus on Jesus". And what did they dub this genre?
Gothpel." - quote nicked from
drivenapart
Paralyzed woman walks again after stem cell therapy shame if you live in a country that limits such development (or, as someone else put it "Bush - you killed superman!")
So many gadgets that I just came. Twice. Link au
selectnone
And, also from the powerful mandibles of
selectnone, A page with loads of really disturbing pictures of squid - what Neal giveth, Neal taketh away.
For very little reason, I remembered the following nursery rhyme:
"Ride a cock horse to Banbury Cross
To see a fine lady upon a white horse.
Rings on her fingers and bells on her toes,
She shall have music wherever she goes."
In the third line, I'd probably have worked in something about cats, but otherwise, doesn't that just sound like I wrote it?
Girl on LJ arranges to have mother killed (by now, the last post seems to have been made private / protected)
Optimists club calls it quits
" A chap uses a 7-string to play a particular style of music, "ultra-aggressive death and dirge music" that "is basically like down-tuned metal but with a focus on Jesus". And what did they dub this genre?
Gothpel." - quote nicked from
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Paralyzed woman walks again after stem cell therapy shame if you live in a country that limits such development (or, as someone else put it "Bush - you killed superman!")
So many gadgets that I just came. Twice. Link au
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And, also from the powerful mandibles of
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For very little reason, I remembered the following nursery rhyme:
"Ride a cock horse to Banbury Cross
To see a fine lady upon a white horse.
Rings on her fingers and bells on her toes,
She shall have music wherever she goes."
In the third line, I'd probably have worked in something about cats, but otherwise, doesn't that just sound like I wrote it?