The Blackangel

Ditto.

Ok you like crotch rockets. I prefer motorcycles.

The beaches are definitely breathtaking. Especially if you have Mayan ruins directly behind you, and wild iguanas roaming around.

From what I've read, she was extremely beautiful, so men were more than willing to marry her.

Samuel L Jackson was the only reason to ever see the movie.

Mine cost a few hundred each, but they don't have much gold in them. One is 10K and the other 2 are 14K if I remember correctly. The only one that would have any possible value is actually a men's band. I got it because it has a knot work on it. It is nothing but solid white gold. One of the other two is a really cheap, really thin band that I had my birthstone mounted on. The other is a sapphire and diamond ring. It has 3 sapphires and 8 diamond chips. Well, it did anyway. Several of the stoned have fallen out. The only place I could even sell them would be to a pawn shop, and pawn shops don't pay shit for gold.

Several years ago, I was trying to open a bag of prunes and having a shitload of trouble. Well my finger slipped and the entire length of the underside of my left index finger was cut so deep that the entire bone was exposed. I should have lost all use of it, but somehow it still works like it should, despite everything being sliced in two. Another time I found a baseball bat on my way home one night and decided to bring it with me. It had duct tape all around the handle. I took out a knife and was trying to cut the tape off. Well, I was being stupid, and ended up running the blade through the pad on my left ring finger. That one took 4 stitches to close. My pain tolerance let me just look at both of these and think "God Damnit". With the bat incident, I didn't have a car, and had to ride my bike about 10 miles across town, in the rain, with a sock around my finger. It wasn't fun. With the prune incident, I just put some gauze on it then wrapped it with duct tape. Redneck Band-Aids. If you grew up on a farm like I did, then you know how they work quite well.

As an American I can confirm this. This country is so damn pussy whipped that it's pathetic. Everyone is actively looking for something to freak out about, even if they have to make it up. Central Park Karen is a prime example of this.

The only date I could find on there was the release date of the game, so I don't know when the sale runs out.

I think the point was missed. I was meaning for people having trouble with the game. Difficulty finishing a part of it, or trying to find something. Actual gameplay questions not trivia. But I never specified in the initial post the way I should have, so this is my fuckup. But to answer your questions: Gaptooth Breach. Or if you don't like that one, it would be Tumbleweed. Alberto Fussar

I checked Steam, and it's $14.99 on there at the moment. It's on sale half price right now. The normal price on it is $29.99. So it's pretty much the same price either way.

I know a few, but they're cheesy. I also know several card tricks and they're even cheesier. But it is what it is.

Generally, for the majority of my life, I would have said yes. It's simply because the only true unknown is what, if anything, lies after death? Is death the end, or the beginning? Is there nothing and it's just a cessation of all consciousness where nothing is left but an empty shell? Is there reincarnation? Is it heaven/hell? Do we all become earth bound ghosts? Do we ascend to a higher consciousness like Nirvana? At this point I don't care, but I just hope there is something besides a cessation. I don't think there is, but maybe I'll be surprised.

Tell them they came to the wrong person, because they most definitely don't want me to answer their question. I'll answer, but they better be prepared for the potential fallout when their feelings get decimated.

I grew up riding horses. I'm not sure what kind of bike you're referring to, but I've owned bicycles and motorcycles and enjoyed them both. I have also had cars. I would probably go with the horse, as I can ride them down trails in the woods. But a motorcycle is SOOOOOOO liberating.

This is somewhat a difficult answer for me. On one hand, I would say Alaska, because seeing the northern lights firsthand is the only thing on my bucket list. On the other hand, I would like to see so many more things in Mexico that just what I've seen in the Yucatan. Teotihuacán is one, and the island of the dolls is another. And for some reason, that I don't even know myself, I have always wanted to visit Tijuana. I've seen it from across the border while in San Diego, but not had the opportunity to actually go there. Alaska has my bucket list, but Mexico has more that I want to see and experience. So I honestly can't decide.

Annie Palmer was one psycho bitch. Boiling oil in one husbands ears, and dust from the bones of dead babies. "If I survive I'll marry five." I would love to know what powers were actually summoned the night she died against the slave that also knew Voodoo. In the end, he saved his daughter and her fiancee, but it cost him his life. People have shown pictures of her "grave" but she was reportedly buried in an unmarked grave somewhere on the plantation. Crosses on 3 sides to contain her powers and the 4th left open so her spirit could wander never finding rest. She's one of the more feared and dangerous duppies on the island.

I've seen several murders since then. I lost 4 years to heavy drug abuse, and it kinda goes with the territory.

Snakes On A Plane was one of the dumbest fucking movies I've ever seen in my life. I don't know what the hell kind of crack the creators were smoking, and what the hell they spiked the actor's drinks with to get them to do the damn movie, but it must have been some powerful shit. I've seen creature features, and B movies, but those are Oscar winners compared to Snakes On A Plane.

I have 3 rings that are white gold, but none of them are worth enough to bother with. I could only get maybe $50 for the most valuable one, and that's if I'm lucky and manage to haggle really well. The other two are probably more in the $10 range.

I've been stabbed with a pencil and shot in the leg. I would happily take either over a papercut.

I don't know. Liposuction?

I wouldn't say it's simply distaste. I used to enjoy them before I enlisted. But after what I experienced in the military, my psyche can't handle them without me completely having a break from reality. And when that happens, things get ugly.

I wish I could say I was surprised. Anyone a little "different" is a prime target for abuse and general bigotry. I've been through it as well. I'm not autistic, but I have my issues. But charging an 11 year old child with a felony because he was reiterating something he saw in a fucking game is going so far beyond ridiculous that I can't even begin to measure it. But I do agree with the article. Felony depression. Felony OCD. Felony schizophrenia. Felony bi-polar. Felony Tourettes. Felony Down syndrome. Where does it end? For that matter, why the fuck did it even start?