The assassin drops to the floor and strikes swiftly. Any weapon would be detected coming into the hospital, so he pulls the pillow out from under the target’s head and slams it onto his face as he awakens. The old man flails, but after a minute… uh…

…he keeps flailing.

And flailing…?

(Alarms.)

Die! Why won’t you…

The door opens. Guards pour in with ( Read more... )

Macabre Swiss artist
Bursts from Earth's chest and gets loose
in Heaven's airshafts.

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For consideration: now frolicking with dancing syringes among the penis landscape

“Sorry, babe. She’s more what I need. Long-term, I mean ( Read more... )

This was a three-player game on the evening of Thursday, January 9th 2014 using the "Clockblockers" playset by Rob Wieland.

SETUP

During setup, some initial randomness is used to generate the elements that will be used in the game. We needed three Relationships and one each of a Location, an Object, and a Need. We ended up with:

Relationship: ( Read more... )

For those wondering whether the aforementioned " tipping" of the "doodlebug" was a real practice in the 1944 air war, the answer is yes and from the ground it looked something like this:


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When the first jaguars began to rain from the sky, it seemed impossible. Most of them did not survive, of course, but the ones that did were insanely tough and really pissed off. Furry Terminators, every one. And the rain of big cats kept going. Still going. Cities buried. Canyons filled. Rivers and lakes clogged and overflowing. Bulldozers, heavy ( Read more... )

Let's face it. You're in a social media rut.

Most of the time, you post more or less the same sorts of stuff that you usually post. Day-to-day pictures. Topical thoughts. Joke tweets. Shared links. LOLCAT porn. (Hopefully not LOLCAT porn.) On Twitter, Tumblr, Facebook, Instagram, Google+, Pinterest… It's what your comfortable with, I know...

…but ( Read more... )

It’s not much to look at; a stubby collection of sheet steel and plywood. A resonant tube on its ass pushes it along at nearly four hundred miles an hour. In its nose, a spinning propellor winds a counter down. Between them sits two thousand pounds of explosives. When the counter reaches zero, the ungainly bird will dive sharply down, engine ( Read more... )

Cover it

while it runs

Cover it

through the night

Gotta keep it nice and neat

When you're in its heat

Cover it

Darling please

Hottub, hottub, hottub

Don't you know you gotta

Shock the hottub

Raise pH

Test the strip

You can brominate

Watch the drip

There's one more test you must get 'round:

Bring the hardness down

What's the hubbub with the hottub?

Hottub, hottub ( Read more... )

Well the pressure outside is zero
But our pilot, he's a hero!
So as long as our nations race,
get to space, get to space, get to space!
The Cold War won't last forever
'Cause our science is so clever.
For atomic war, we must brace:
get to space, get to space, get to space!
When we finally drop the Bomb,
How we'll hate what we've done to the Earth
But when I' ( Read more... )