The Grim Hamster lord

Viruses have to be violent. It's just kind of showing that. Thanks, Horatio. You can delete this topic now. (: You still have not told me what the movie is about. From what I can gather from those who went to see it despite being, what, 12 when it was released it goes like this; "Scientist messes about with monkeys and infects them with a biological agent which causes irrational violence, and is transferred in the usual exchange of fluids way. Think about the zombies in Resi Evil, one bite and you become a zombie. Anyway, monkeys escape and set about infecting London (I think, as I said, I am not sure if it is London or NYC) and you get a cordon (like in Resi Evil Apocolypse) and people have a bloodbath (like in Resi Evil Apocolypse). The film then follows one man who managed to survive the whole infecting stages as he was sealed off in a hospital ward after suffering from a coma type thing (like in Resi Evil Apocolypse... Hmmm... Which came first?). Follow him about for a while, trying to escape. Film ends on him escaping the cordon or something like that. Just like in Resi Evil Apocolypse........ Anyway. Watch Resi Evil, more zombies. Scenes may be distressing to those who do not enjoy conspiracies, Nemisis(es) and nuclear bombs cleansing cities.

You is the watched.

Now we are watching the Season Premiere, a two hour show called "The End Of The World" !!!!! Fly over here Phoenix! Read my posts...... NOW!!! WOOHOO! HORATIO FINALLY GETS THE DOCTOR AT LAST! W00t! Is it not amazing, Horatio? Is it not everything I promised you? It is amazing. I've gone rather hyper now, sort of all bubbly and happy. But I must calm down, this your moment of glory, not mine. Go on Horatio, enlighten us as to your opinions on the regeneration of Doctor Who after Paul McGann (good doctor, bad writers) and Sylvester McCoy (bad doctor, bad writers, bad costumes, bad bad bad bad etc.).

Nobody knows why the pickle likes Emily the Strange. That is because She doesn't like to eat bugs. Anyway, the pickle murdered the cucumber. The cucumber's name was Harry Cubby McBubbbub. He decided to ride his unicyle to the Big Evil Supermart. He bought a money bag. However, the money was Moneylovers wife, And ate pie. But poisoned pie. So, Moneylover died, Then died again. After the continuous dying, he stopped eating the penguins. He disliked innards, Like a lot. But that's okay as he was addicted to the smell of the dancing leprechaun on excess cow poo. When he finished sniffing the poo, He drank Cherry-Coke, and then he died.they buried him in Cow poo.So everyone else slept in the cow poo again. So this ended When we all said bye to cow poo... again. Then TBFOF became the richest boy with two noses and five tongues. and he died. The bugs came, ate his arm, and regurgitated them. TBFOF then revived! now he's puke. MW stepped in some cow poo. So she barfed. And TBFOF lived no more, ever.The poor kid needs a bath Or a shower. No, a coffin. Hygeine is good. That's why I'm taking a shower in some poo. So i smelled like moldy gorgonzola. More poo... yup. And then we ran to the boobah home base! The crowds went "TAKE A SHOWER!" Then you went to a store with a bathroom and many watermelons. Mushroomking spazzed out when she saw a vampire pickel that danced and sang like a very rabid squirrel named Skwerlhugger Will. The squirrel then danced like pickles in the rain wearing cowboy boots with a fedora. Then the beast started to dance on people's heads Then got keelingyoudead'ed. With a million the people said. So they ouched and fell down. Suddenly, a giant cheesemonster squished them with cow poo And a Hippo. That had much diamond bracelets with unwanted body hair. The hippo's name was Larry King. but it ate my computer's harddrive while doing a headstand on a Hoops' awesome head. Now she has feeling very, very cow poo-like. oopsie poopsie toes. And also very in cowboy boots and a hat that greatly resembled A big pineapple with fluffernutter ears and puppydog eyes and arachnid limbs. then it fell In Cow poo. Then it died. The fecomaniacal zombie had some pie. A cow pie. And then MW barked up the cherry micicle tree till cow poo fell on her ZEEKY BOOGY DOOG! and the hydrogen bomb blew up. Raining giant cupcakes that resembled big orange slippery potatoes. alas, they were slimey, smelly slugs And cow poo that just died. due to a/an lack of some orange flavored jello with double cheese And some pants in its face. then an explosion of pure Phazon which mutated into a marshmellow of sticky, yummy explosions Of much doom. which caused economic skyrockets in the purple pulsating sky of planet SR388. which has thirty-one hunter-class Metroids And they stunk like moldy brie. But its okay Because Emily the elephant earred octopus isn't a Metroid. And it sucked Horatio's brain out. However, Meta-Ridley swoops like a rock Onto Kraid who decides to sing. Everyone went deaf and danced a silly little jig of fatal doom in a runaway ambulance that was on teh highway heading towards Luigi's half-way existing mansion and Mario's house. when all-of-a-sudden Bowser came and ate Mario's very favorite rabid rabbit pie and Cow poo. Causing the ambulance's red siren to make blatting noises. while blood was turned into Soda. That tasted like EXPLOSIONS OF DOOM. this caused economic backfire across the marshmellow jellied cherries and the moon made of cheese. rotten, smelly cheese that has been in outer space for ten minutes. Then the monkey ate a bananana that was poisned. And then he started running in your general direction. So I headed away, over there into a tube, out of danger hidden underneath a steaming heap of roasted sunflower seeds that someone farted into outer space. by sunflower seeds, Then they exploded. The TARDIS landed That killed everyone. Then the aliens Of the family-Slitheen all died miserable slow, agonizing and very horrible deaths. So we vanquished an entire bowl of cow poo. I then materialised into our digestive systems.And he exploded. Beware the were-rabbit who just might be your next small chicken pie, with mashed potatoes and purple gravy. So do not consider eating the cinesra with toast and pickled marzipan. Rather eat pickled, pickled marzipan? Yum... Marzipan is delectable. Unlike Horatio's sunflower, which is very purple and chunky with edinayc flavoured, whipped cream covered strawberry flavored clams. In other news, someone tried them with Metroid Sprinkles. They were yummy. So they had a close encounter with some poo. Chocolate marshmallow poo. covered with almonds, pecans, walnuts, peanuts, blueberrys, ants and explosive mushrooms of ancient roman origin. We then put sonic, shadow, knuckles in small plastic bags covered in faux aligator skin. Then TBFOF sang Speed of Sound with a bottle filled with delicious yummy cheese wiz. When he finished designing birthday cakes he exploded over then he sold the excellent cakes to Israeli spies to explode them. The Israeli spies with extreme yumminess of great doom causing small hats in the shape of a sword which prods people to spontaneously combust, to lead a band in pressure points. After cleaning ELE's hairy underarms, she scratched her bum causing temproal destruction and itchless bum syndrome. Toilets flew into Horatio, injuring his only pickle. Pickle was buried in Hot Topic. Robot Bob Barker was then shot In Limetid too by Dr.Watson's hat. Emily the strange and Ruby Gloom sat inside a giant cow "pie" driving pea-shaped cars. The cow gravy was part of a very odorous, Horrid Meat Grinder. An exquisite corpse did a funky and revived itself using a Phoenix with music by anyone but Pink-Floyd and lemon-demon. Yogurt was very Stoopid after the crash made newspaper headlines, but nobody cared, because ZZ Top and the Yogurt were in the tabloids with False Accusations. Summarized, everything is Squeaky Guinea Pigs and RootBeer Floats. Flesh-eating bacteria took over, then aliens from Mars and Trent The Brunette disliked being insulted. Twenty thousand weasles saw Totoro's cat-bus arrive because he's crazy and wanted to eat club crackers, ride around town and drink rootbeer with Vera Lynn. Not to mention Bush was there wearing a makeshift lampshade made of Osama-Bin-Laden's hair and Cow poo. He was attacked and went back to the pickle and Spongbob Squarepants. Vanilla Star Hamster fails to appear in this story but writes her a screaming Howler stating that TGHL, the pesky Phoenix, was also Superman dressed in a flying carpet hat and a hairy giant toupee thingy. On his feet were marshmallow candles surrounded by magenta lightsaber weilding ninjas and invisable, massless objects. Made of balloons and filled with arsenic, TGHL's feet scratched a giant mountain made of puos pin tac and big rubber hamster swimming caps. The Mountain was named 'Mt. Whatthe after the question' and had two scraggley craggely peaks with purple cherries and Evil Teachers. Due to malfunctions roaming the landscape Arkcher The UNPIRATE, glad he wasn't a Smily, was a :ninja:. Andy the Emo wrote a song about crying over life, the universe, and everything. Stupid

With the monkeys and the virus and the psychotic peoples roaming London...

Nobody knows why the pickle likes Emily the Strange. That is because She doesn't like to eat bugs. Anyway, the pickle murdered the cucumber. The cucumber's name was Harry Cubby McBubbbub. He decided to ride his unicyle to the Big Evil Supermart. He bought a money bag. However, the money was Moneylovers wife, And ate pie. But poisoned pie. So, Moneylover died, Then died again. After the continuous dying, he stopped eating the penguins. He disliked innards, Like a lot. But that's okay as he was addicted to the smell of the dancing leprechaun on excess cow poo. When he finished sniffing the poo, He drank Cherry-Coke, and then he died.they buried him in Cow poo.So everyone else slept in the cow poo again. So this ended When we all said bye to cow poo... again. Then TBFOF became the richest boy with two noses and five tongues. and he died. The bugs came, ate his arm, and regurgitated them. TBFOF then revived! now he's puke. MW stepped in some cow poo. So she barfed. And TBFOF lived no more, ever.The poor kid needs a bath Or a shower. No, a coffin. Hygeine is good. That's why I'm taking a shower in some poo. So i smelled like moldy gorgonzola. More poo... yup. And then we ran to the boobah home base! The crowds went "TAKE A SHOWER!" Then you went to a store with a bathroom and many watermelons. Mushroomking spazzed out when she saw a vampire pickel that danced and sang like a very rabid squirrel named Skwerlhugger Will. The squirrel then danced like pickles in the rain wearing cowboy boots with a fedora. Then the beast started to dance on people's heads Then got keelingyoudead'ed. With a million the people said. So they ouched and fell down. Suddenly, a giant cheesemonster squished them with cow poo And a Hippo. That had much diamond bracelets with unwanted body hair. The hippo's name was Larry King. but it ate my computer's harddrive while doing a headstand on a Hoops' awesome head. Now she has feeling very, very cow poo-like. oopsie poopsie toes. And also very in cowboy boots and a hat that greatly resembled A big pineapple with fluffernutter ears and puppydog eyes and arachnid limbs. then it fell In Cow poo. Then it died. The fecomaniacal zombie had some pie. A cow pie. And then MW barked up the cherry micicle tree till cow poo fell on her ZEEKY BOOGY DOOG! and the hydrogen bomb blew up. Raining giant cupcakes that resembled big orange slippery potatoes. alas, they were slimey, smelly slugs And cow poo that just died. due to a/an lack of some orange flavored jello with double cheese And some pants in its face. then an explosion of pure Phazon which mutated into a marshmellow of sticky, yummy explosions Of much doom. which caused economic skyrockets in the purple pulsating sky of planet SR388. which has thirty-one hunter-class Metroids And they stunk like moldy brie. But its okay Because Emily the elephant earred octopus isn't a Metroid. And it sucked Horatio's brain out. However, Meta-Ridley swoops like a rock Onto Kraid who decides to sing. Everyone went deaf and danced a silly little jig of fatal doom in a runaway ambulance that was on teh highway heading towards Luigi's half-way existing mansion and Mario's house. when all-of-a-sudden Bowser came and ate Mario's very favorite rabid rabbit pie and Cow poo. Causing the ambulance's red siren to make blatting noises. while blood was turned into Soda. That tasted like EXPLOSIONS OF DOOM. this caused economic backfire across the marshmellow jellied cherries and the moon made of cheese. rotten, smelly cheese that has been in outer space for ten minutes. Then the monkey ate a bananana that was poisned. And then he started running in your general direction. So I headed away, over there into a tube, out of danger hidden underneath a steaming heap of roasted sunflower seeds that someone farted into outer space. by sunflower seeds, Then they exploded. The TARDIS landed That killed everyone. Then the aliens Of the family-Slitheen all died miserable slow, agonizing and very horrible deaths. So we vanquished an entire bowl of cow poo. I then materialised into our digestive systems.And he exploded. Beware the were-rabbit who just might be your next small chicken pie, with mashed potatoes and purple gravy. So do not consider eating the cinesra with toast and pickled marzipan. Rather eat pickled, pickled marzipan? Yum... Marzipan is delectable. Unlike Horatio's sunflower, which is very purple and chunky with edinayc flavoured, whipped cream covered strawberry flavored clams. In other news, someone tried them with Metroid Sprinkles. They were yummy. So they had a close encounter with some poo. Chocolate marshmallow poo. covered with almonds, pecans, walnuts, peanuts, blueberrys, ants and explosive mushrooms of ancient roman origin. We then put sonic, shadow, knuckles in small plastic bags covered in faux aligator skin. Then TBFOF sang Speed of Sound with a bottle filled with delicious yummy cheese wiz. When he finished designing birthday cakes he exploded over then he sold the excellent cakes to Israeli spies to explode them. The Israeli spies with extreme yumminess of great doom causing small hats in the shape of a sword which prods people to spontaneously combust, to lead a band in pressure points. After cleaning ELE's hairy underarms, she scratched her bum causing temproal destruction and itchless bum syndrome. Toilets flew into Horatio, injuring his only pickle. Pickle was buried in Hot Topic. Robot Bob Barker was then shot In Limetid too by Dr.Watson's hat. Emily the strange and Ruby Gloom sat inside a giant cow "pie" driving pea-shaped cars. The cow gravy was part of a very odorous, Horrid Meat Grinder. An exquisite corpse did a funky and revived itself using a Phoenix with music by anyone but Pink-Floyd and lemon-demon. Yogurt was very Stoopid after the crash made newspaper headlines, but nobody cared, because ZZ Top and the Yogurt were in the tabloids with False Accusations. Summarized, everything is Squeaky Guinea Pigs and RootBeer Floats. Flesh-eating bacteria took over, then aliens from Mars and Trent The Brunette disliked being insulted. Twenty thousand weasles saw Totoro's cat-bus arrive because he's crazy and wanted to eat club crackers, ride around town and drink rootbeer with Vera Lynn. Not to mention Bush was there wearing a makeshift lampshade made of Osama-Bin-Laden's hair and Cow poo. He was attacked and went back to the pickle and Spongbob Squarepants. Vanilla Star Hamster fails to appear in this story but writes her a screaming Howler stating that TGHL, the pesky Phoenix, was also Superman dressed in a flying carpet hat and a hairy giant toupee thingy. On his feet were marshmallow candles surrounded by magenta lightsaber weilding ninjas and invisable, massless objects. Made of balloons and filled with arsenic, TGHL's feet scratched a giant mountain made of puos pin tac and big rubber hamster swimming caps. The Mountain was named 'Mt. Whatthe after the question' and had two scraggley craggely peaks with purple cherries and Evil Teachers. Due to malfunctions roaming the landscape Arkcher The UNPIRATE, glad he wasn't a Smily, was a :ninja:. Andy the Emo wrote a song about crying over

Mr.Comander, can I post parts of my "how to be a villain" book? It's the best book for reading if your Evil. YOU MAY POST ONLY ONE PART, IF I DEEM IT TO BE WORTHY, YOU MAY POST MORE, BUT IF IT IS NOT WORTHY, THE BOOK WILL BE BLACKLISTED.

But what if saving one involves breaking the other? Ah, then self preservation always wins.

Nobody knows why the pickle likes Emily the Strange. That is because She doesn't like to eat bugs. Anyway, the pickle murdered the cucumber. The cucumber's name was Harry Cubby McBubbbub. He decided to ride his unicyle to the Big Evil Supermart. He bought a money bag. However, the money was Moneylovers wife, And ate pie. But poisoned pie. So, Moneylover died, Then died again. After the continuous dying, he stopped eating the penguins. He disliked innards, Like a lot. But that's okay as he was addicted to the smell of the dancing leprechaun on excess cow poo. When he finished sniffing the poo, He drank Cherry-Coke, and then he died.they buried him in Cow poo.So everyone else slept in the cow poo again. So this ended When we all said bye to cow poo... again. Then TBFOF became the richest boy with two noses and five tongues. and he died. The bugs came, ate his arm, and regurgitated them. TBFOF then revived! now he's puke. MW stepped in some cow poo. So she barfed. And TBFOF lived no more, ever.The poor kid needs a bath Or a shower. No, a coffin. Hygeine is good. That's why I'm taking a shower in some poo. So i smelled like moldy gorgonzola. More poo... yup. And then we ran to the boobah home base! The crowds went "TAKE A SHOWER!" Then you went to a store with a bathroom and many watermelons. Mushroomking spazzed out when she saw a vampire pickel that danced and sang like a very rabid squirrel named Skwerlhugger Will. The squirrel then danced like pickles in the rain wearing cowboy boots with a fedora. Then the beast started to dance on people's heads Then got keelingyoudead'ed. With a million the people said. So they ouched and fell down. Suddenly, a giant cheesemonster squished them with cow poo And a Hippo. That had much diamond bracelets with unwanted body hair. The hippo's name was Larry King. but it ate my computer's harddrive while doing a headstand on a Hoops' awesome head. Now she has feeling very, very cow poo-like. oopsie poopsie toes. And also very in cowboy boots and a hat that greatly resembled A big pineapple with fluffernutter ears and puppydog eyes and arachnid limbs. then it fell In Cow poo. Then it died. The fecomaniacal zombie had some pie. A cow pie. And then MW barked up the cherry micicle tree till cow poo fell on her ZEEKY BOOGY DOOG! and the hydrogen bomb blew up. Raining giant cupcakes that resembled big orange slippery potatoes. alas, they were slimey, smelly slugs And cow poo that just died. due to a/an lack of some orange flavored jello with double cheese And some pants in its face. then an explosion of pure Phazon which mutated into a marshmellow of sticky, yummy explosions Of much doom. which caused economic skyrockets in the purple pulsating sky of planet SR388. which has thirty-one hunter-class Metroids And they stunk like moldy brie. But its okay Because Emily the elephant earred octopus isn't a Metroid. And it sucked Horatio's brain out. However, Meta-Ridley swoops like a rock Onto Kraid who decides to sing. Everyone went deaf and danced a silly little jig of fatal doom in a runaway ambulance that was on teh highway heading towards Luigi's half-way existing mansion and Mario's house. when all-of-a-sudden Bowser came and ate Mario's very favorite rabid rabbit pie and Cow poo. Causing the ambulance's red siren to make blatting noises. while blood was turned into Soda. That tasted like EXPLOSIONS OF DOOM. this caused economic backfire across the marshmellow jellied cherries and the moon made of cheese. rotten, smelly cheese that has been in outer space for ten minutes. Then the monkey ate a bananana that was poisned. And then he started running in your general direction. So I headed away, over there into a tube, out of danger hidden underneath a steaming heap of roasted sunflower seeds that someone farted into outer space. by sunflower seeds, Then they exploded. The TARDIS landed That killed everyone. Then the aliens Of the family-Slitheen all died miserable slow, agonizing and very horrible deaths. So we vanquished an entire bowl of cow poo. I then materialised into our digestive systems.And he exploded. Beware the were-rabbit who just might be your next small chicken pie, with mashed potatoes and purple gravy. So do not consider eating the cinesra with toast and pickled marzipan. Rather eat pickled, pickled marzipan? Yum... Marzipan is delectable. Unlike Horatio's sunflower, which is very purple and chunky with edinayc flavoured, whipped cream covered strawberry flavored clams. In other news, someone tried them with Metroid Sprinkles. They were yummy. So they had a close encounter with some poo. Chocolate marshmallow poo. covered with almonds, pecans, walnuts, peanuts, blueberrys, ants and explosive mushrooms of ancient roman origin. We then put sonic, shadow, knuckles in small plastic bags covered in faux aligator skin. Then TBFOF sang Speed of Sound with a bottle filled with delicious yummy cheese wiz. When he finished designing birthday cakes he exploded over then he sold the excellent cakes to Israeli spies to explode them. The Israeli spies with extreme yumminess of great doom causing small hats in the shape of a sword which prods people to spontaneously combust, to lead a band in pressure points. After cleaning ELE's hairy underarms, she scratched her bum causing temproal destruction and itchless bum syndrome. Toilets flew into Horatio, injuring his only pickle. Pickle was buried in Hot Topic. Robot Bob Barker was then shot In Limetid too by Dr.Watson's hat. Emily the strange and Ruby Gloom sat inside a giant cow "pie" driving pea-shaped cars. The cow gravy was part of a very odorous, Horrid Meat Grinder. An exquisite corpse did a funky and revived itself using a Phoenix with music by anyone but Pink-Floyd and lemon-demon. Yogurt was very Stoopid after the crash made newspaper headlines, but nobody cared, because ZZ Top and the Yogurt were in the tabloids with False Accusations. Summarized, everything is Squeaky Guinea Pigs and RootBeer Floats. Flesh-eating bacteria took over, then aliens from Mars and Trent The Brunette disliked being insulted. Twenty thousand weasles saw Totoro's cat-bus arrive because he's crazy and wanted to eat club crackers, ride around town and drink rootbeer with Vera Lynn. Not to mention Bush was there wearing a makeshift lampshade made of Osama-Bin-Laden's hair and Cow poo. He was attacked and went back to the pickle and Spongbob Squarepants. Vanilla Star Hamster fails to appear in this story but writes her a screaming Howler stating that TGHL, the pesky Phoenix, was also Superman dressed in a flying carpet hat and a hairy giant toupee thingy. On his feet were marshmallow candles surrounded by magenta lightsaber weilding ninjas and invisable, massless objects. Made of balloons and filled with arsenic, TGHL's feet scratched a giant mountain made of puos pin tac and big rubber hamster swimming caps. The Mountain was named 'Mt. Whatthe after the question' and had two scraggley craggely peaks with purple cherries and Evil Teachers. Due to malfunctions roaming the landscape

That is a brilliant idea, if you could make the batteries rechargable (sort of like a normal car battery then) then no waste is produced. You would have to create more power stations though in order to supply the new energy demand, but if these idiots would just sort out their act with the renewable energy resources then it wouldn't be a problem. The Thame Barrier could be used as a tidal energy producer when not in use for protecting London from flooding. America could use all the dustbowl areas for energy production as well. Is it not sad, Horatio, that some of these ideas are here, ready to be used, but people are not taking them and taking responsibilty for the future of the human race? (sounds dramatic, but true)

SILENCE IN THE CLASSROOM! I WILL HAVE SILENCE *all goes quiet* Now, I want to teach you about ethics in evil genii's lives. Now, this may take a while. THERE ARE NO ETHICS IN EVIL GENII'S LIVES, ONLY THOSE OF HONOUR AND SELF PRESERVATION.

I love wind power!!!! As do I, but the problem in this country is that many of the best sites for wind power are in national parks and so people complain that they spoil the natural beauty of the area. I disagree, in some areas like the Lake District I can agree with that they woul detract from the natural beauty, but is anyone really going to miss gazing out across barren moorland? Unfortunately, most people cannot see beyond what the thought "what will this do for me, now". We have about 60 years of the oil supplies remaining. In one hundred years we have used over half the recoverable oil that it took over one million years to create. Please look for the book: Over a Barrel, A Simple Guide to the Oil Shortage. It is written by Tom R. Mast. Still stuck in 20th Century Conservative mode I fear. I mean, look at Britain. We have several sites across the country which could be used for Tidal Power, the River Severn (with the second biggest tidal bore in the world) could generate 10% of our energy, that's as much as Nuclear is generating for us at the minute. And think about all the other sites we could use, we could easily hit the 20% renewable energy target set by the EU 10 years before its deadline. And all the places where wind power could be put, I mean who can say that Kent is beautiful? It is a landscape of cabbages, nothing more! Oh well. A criticism of Bush is pending, so here it comes. Think about the places he could stick wind turbines. All those old oil derricks for a start in the desert. Throw them out and replace them with gleaming white turbines, how about adding wind turbines in places which are barren, and useless and only grow cacti? North Dakota could be used. Stick a wind turbine next to each Nuclear Silo and you'd have enough to power New York, Los Angeles and Detroit (ahem, no comment about his unwillingness to surrender ICBMs). Oh well. Again. I shall keep a look out for the book Horatio, I may have to resort to looking on Amazon though, ooh.... Here is another thought. Copenhagen recycles 94 to 96 percent of the garbage collected to power the city. The great news about this program is only a maximum of 6 percent of the collected garbage heads for the landfill and the use of recoverable oil used as an energy source is minimal. Why can't New York City start a process like this????????? I think I can guess Bush's reply "New York is not like Copperhandgrenades." And in fact, I can't see why it isn't as yet even an EU directive to implement this sort of scheme. Apart from perhaps Stockholm and places in FInland, nowhere else in the EU has this sort of scheme so while we may be busying away on the Kyoto protocall, we are not doing anything to tackle the rubbish which emits about 35% of the methane from rubbish tips. Iceland is working it's way towards being oil free! They are able to use geothermal energy. Iceland is even getting read of petrol needingness, with Hydrogen powered cars, all that comes out the exhaust is water! WATER! Ok, so it may rain a bit more, but that is not a bad thing! Everything would be so much better, but so far only Toyota is offering anything near a clean car and that is a hybrid car with a mix of electricity and petrol.... *sigh* Why not say that any car which would not suffer a dip in performance from a conversion to hydrogen power from petrol, goes to hyrdogen. Small hatchbacks for example could be converted and it wouldn't make any difference! Less war, more green! Part of the problem is that hydrogen is not in a readily useable form and it takes about 1.7 times the amount of energy to produce 1.0 units of hydrogen energy. You need to use fossil fuels to make hydrogen fuels. I believe Honda has a hybrid car. The idea car is a combination of diesel and battery. A battery can take a car about 60 miles and if you combine the two you get an even better hybrid. The shame is that the problem is occuring now, but some of the technology is beyond us. *sigh* Really? I had not heard of that yet. But I think you are right, as a here and now solution to drastically reduce emissions is to go with Hybrid synergy (I think that is the correct spelling) drives as Toyota call them. That way we can reduce emissions from cars, perhaps delaying Armageddon a couple of years giving us time to develop better technology, start eliminating old fossil fuel power stations and adapt to a cleaner, greener living. Getting rid of standby buttons would be a good start....

Right. Spread out and gather it up, kids. These fedoras don't pay for themselves. Nor do dese Range Rovers, or da trilby hats, or da machine guns, or da suits. Do you know how much it costs to buy a Phoenix sized suit? Eh, you'd prolly have to get it custom made, so more than normal. But I can uh, take care of that. *typo alert* Yeah, you got da best connections in da world, boss. Typo? Where? o.o And yeah, just tell me who you're interested in "buying" the suit from. I'll see what I can do. Prolly? Unless of course it is a colloquial phrase I have yet to come across, which in that case, it is entirely my fault. I tort I'd try da Italian tailors in da European quarter.

Bling-bling; Carrying your entire bank account on your arm and in your car OR Going in for fake, cheap stuff which is made for people who want to look wealthy, but can't really afford the Aston or Range Rover, so they have to buy A Cadillac Escalade (that 16ft rubbish car thing, which looks like a 4x4 or SUV, but isn't) Ah, and I suppose SEE ALSO: T, Mr. ALSO SEE ALSO: Rappers of which we have to many, one of the ALSO SEE ALSO SEE ALSO: Gangstas, not to be confused with gangsters.

I love wind power!!!! As do I, but the problem in this country is that many of the best sites for wind power are in national parks and so people complain that they spoil the natural beauty of the area. I disagree, in some areas like the Lake District I can agree with that they woul detract from the natural beauty, but is anyone really going to miss gazing out across barren moorland? Unfortunately, most people cannot see beyond what the thought "what will this do for me, now". We have about 60 years of the oil supplies remaining. In one hundred years we have used over half the recoverable oil that it took over one million years to create. Please look for the book: Over a Barrel, A Simple Guide to the Oil Shortage. It is written by Tom R. Mast. Still stuck in 20th Century Conservative mode I fear. I mean, look at Britain. We have several sites across the country which could be used for Tidal Power, the River Severn (with the second biggest tidal bore in the world) could generate 10% of our energy, that's as much as Nuclear is generating for us at the minute. And think about all the other sites we could use, we could easily hit the 20% renewable energy target set by the EU 10 years before its deadline. And all the places where wind power could be put, I mean who can say that Kent is beautiful? It is a landscape of cabbages, nothing more! Oh well. A criticism of Bush is pending, so here it comes. Think about the places he could stick wind turbines. All those old oil derricks for a start in the desert. Throw them out and replace them with gleaming white turbines, how about adding wind turbines in places which are barren, and useless and only grow cacti? North Dakota could be used. Stick a wind turbine next to each Nuclear Silo and you'd have enough to power New York, Los Angeles and Detroit (ahem, no comment about his unwillingness to surrender ICBMs). Oh well. Again. I shall keep a look out for the book Horatio, I may have to resort to looking on Amazon though, ooh.... Here is another thought. Copenhagen recycles 94 to 96 percent of the garbage collected to power the city. The great news about this program is only a maximum of 6 percent of the collected garbage heads for the landfill and the use of recoverable oil used as an energy source is minimal. Why can't New York City start a process like this????????? I think I can guess Bush's reply "New York is not like Copperhandgrenades." And in fact, I can't see why it isn't as yet even an EU directive to implement this sort of scheme. Apart from perhaps Stockholm and places in FInland, nowhere else in the EU has this sort of scheme so while we may be busying away on the Kyoto protocall, we are not doing anything to tackle the rubbish which emits about 35% of the methane from rubbish tips. Iceland is working it's way towards being oil free! They are able to use geothermal energy. Iceland is even getting read of petrol needingness, with Hydrogen powered cars, all that comes out the exhaust is water! WATER! Ok, so it may rain a bit more, but that is not a bad thing! Everything would be so much better, but so far only Toyota is offering anything near a clean car and that is a hybrid car with a mix of electricity and petrol.... *sigh* Why not say that any car which would not suffer a dip in performance from a conversion to hydrogen power from petrol, goes to hyrdogen. Small hatchbacks for example could be converted and it wouldn't make any difference! Less war, more green!

Right. Spread out and gather it up, kids. These fedoras don't pay for themselves. Nor do dese Range Rovers, or da trilby hats, or da machine guns, or da suits. Do you know how much it costs to buy a Phoenix sized suit? Eh, you'd prolly have to get it custom made, so more than normal. But I can uh, take care of that. *typo alert* Yeah, you got da best connections in da world, boss.

I love wind power!!!! As do I, but the problem in this country is that many of the best sites for wind power are in national parks and so people complain that they spoil the natural beauty of the area. I disagree, in some areas like the Lake District I can agree with that they woul detract from the natural beauty, but is anyone really going to miss gazing out across barren moorland? Unfortunately, most people cannot see beyond what the thought "what will this do for me, now". We have about 60 years of the oil supplies remaining. In one hundred years we have used over half the recoverable oil that it took over one million years to create. Please look for the book: Over a Barrel, A Simple Guide to the Oil Shortage. It is written by Tom R. Mast. Still stuck in 20th Century Conservative mode I fear. I mean, look at Britain. We have several sites across the country which could be used for Tidal Power, the River Severn (with the second biggest tidal bore in the world) could generate 10% of our energy, that's as much as Nuclear is generating for us at the minute. And think about all the other sites we could use, we could easily hit the 20% renewable energy target set by the EU 10 years before its deadline. And all the places where wind power could be put, I mean who can say that Kent is beautiful? It is a landscape of cabbages, nothing more! Oh well. A criticism of Bush is pending, so here it comes. Think about the places he could stick wind turbines. All those old oil derricks for a start in the desert. Throw them out and replace them with gleaming white turbines, how about adding wind turbines in places which are barren, and useless and only grow cacti? North Dakota could be used. Stick a wind turbine next to each Nuclear Silo and you'd have enough to power New York, Los Angeles and Detroit (ahem, no comment about his unwillingness to surrender ICBMs). Oh well. Again. I shall keep a look out for the book Horatio, I may have to resort to looking on Amazon though, ooh.... Here is another thought. Copenhagen recycles 94 to 96 percent of the garbage collected to power the city. The great news about this program is only a maximum of 6 percent of the collected garbage heads for the landfill and the use of recoverable oil used as an energy source is minimal. Why can't New York City start a process like this????????? I think I can guess Bush's reply "New York is not like Copperhandgrenades." And in fact, I can't see why it isn't as yet even an EU directive to implement this sort of scheme. Apart from perhaps Stockholm and places in FInland, nowhere else in the EU has this sort of scheme so while we may be busying away on the Kyoto protocall, we are not doing anything to tackle the rubbish which emits about 35% of the methane from rubbish tips.

Right. Spread out and gather it up, kids. These fedoras don't pay for themselves. Nor do dese Range Rovers, or da trilby hats, or da machine guns, or da suits. Do you know how much it costs to buy a Phoenix sized suit?

Bling-bling; Carrying your entire bank account on your arm and in your car OR Going in for fake, cheap stuff which is made for people who want to look wealthy, but can't really afford the Aston or Range Rover, so they have to buy A Cadillac Escalade (that 16ft rubbish car thing, which looks like a 4x4 or SUV, but isn't)

I love wind power!!!! As do I, but the problem in this country is that many of the best sites for wind power are in national parks and so people complain that they spoil the natural beauty of the area. I disagree, in some areas like the Lake District I can agree with that they woul detract from the natural beauty, but is anyone really going to miss gazing out across barren moorland? Unfortunately, most people cannot see beyond what the thought "what will this do for me, now". We have about 60 years of the oil supplies remaining. In one hundred years we have used over half the recoverable oil that it took over one million years to create. Please look for the book: Over a Barrel, A Simple Guide to the Oil Shortage. It is written by Tom R. Mast. Still stuck in 20th Century Conservative mode I fear. I mean, look at Britain. We have several sites across the country which could be used for Tidal Power, the River Severn (with the second biggest tidal bore in the world) could generate 10% of our energy, that's as much as Nuclear is generating for us at the minute. And think about all the other sites we could use, we could easily hit the 20% renewable energy target set by the EU 10 years before its deadline. And all the places where wind power could be put, I mean who can say that Kent is beautiful? It is a landscape of cabbages, nothing more! Oh well. A criticism of Bush is pending, so here it comes. Think about the places he could stick wind turbines. All those old oil derricks for a start in the desert. Throw them out and replace them with gleaming white turbines, how about adding wind turbines in places which are barren, and useless and only grow cacti? North Dakota could be used. Stick a wind turbine next to each Nuclear Silo and you'd have enough to power New York, Los Angeles and Detroit (ahem, no comment about his unwillingness to surrender ICBMs). Oh well. Again. I shall keep a look out for the book Horatio, I may have to resort to looking on Amazon though, ooh....

It's da Kat Mafia! Time to start collecting da protection money, hey boss?

I love wind power!!!! As do I, but the problem in this country is that many of the best sites for wind power are in national parks and so people complain that they spoil the natural beauty of the area. I disagree, in some areas like the Lake District I can agree with that they woul detract from the natural beauty, but is anyone really going to miss gazing out across barren moorland?

Nobody knows why the pickle likes Emily the Strange. That is because She doesn't like to eat bugs. Anyway, the pickle murdered the cucumber. The cucumber's name was Harry Cubby McBubbbub. He decided to ride his unicyle to the Big Evil Supermart. He bought a money bag. However, the money was Moneylovers wife, And ate pie. But poisoned pie. So, Moneylover died, Then died again. After the continuous dying, he stopped eating the penguins. He disliked innards, Like a lot. But that's okay as he was addicted to the smell of the dancing leprechaun on excess cow poo. When he finished sniffing the poo, He drank Cherry-Coke, and then he died.they buried him in Cow poo.So everyone else slept in the cow poo again. So this ended When we all said bye to cow poo... again. Then TBFOF became the richest boy with two noses and five tongues. and he died. The bugs came, ate his arm, and regurgitated them. TBFOF then revived! now he's puke. MW stepped in some cow poo. So she barfed. And TBFOF lived no more, ever.The poor kid needs a bath Or a shower. No, a coffin. Hygeine is good. That's why I'm taking a shower in some poo. So i smelled like moldy gorgonzola. More poo... yup. And then we ran to the boobah home base! The crowds went "TAKE A SHOWER!" Then you went to a store with a bathroom and many watermelons. Mushroomking spazzed out when she saw a vampire pickel that danced and sang like a very rabid squirrel named Skwerlhugger Will. The squirrel then danced like pickles in the rain wearing cowboy boots with a fedora. Then the beast started to dance on people's heads Then got keelingyoudead'ed. With a million the people said. So they ouched and fell down. Suddenly, a giant cheesemonster squished them with cow poo And a Hippo. That had much diamond bracelets with unwanted body hair. The hippo's name was Larry King. but it ate my computer's harddrive while doing a headstand on a Hoops' awesome head. Now she has feeling very, very cow poo-like. oopsie poopsie toes. And also very in cowboy boots and a hat that greatly resembled A big pineapple with fluffernutter ears and puppydog eyes and arachnid limbs. then it fell In Cow poo. Then it died. The fecomaniacal zombie had some pie. A cow pie. And then MW barked up the cherry micicle tree till cow poo fell on her ZEEKY BOOGY DOOG! and the hydrogen bomb blew up. Raining giant cupcakes that resembled big orange slippery potatoes. alas, they were slimey, smelly slugs And cow poo that just died. due to a/an lack of some orange flavored jello with double cheese And some pants in its face. then an explosion of pure Phazon which mutated into a marshmellow of sticky, yummy explosions Of much doom. which caused economic skyrockets in the purple pulsating sky of planet SR388. which has thirty-one hunter-class Metroids And they stunk like moldy brie. But its okay Because Emily the elephant earred octopus isn't a Metroid. And it sucked Horatio's brain out. However, Meta-Ridley swoops like a rock Onto Kraid who decides to sing. Everyone went deaf and danced a silly little jig of fatal doom in a runaway ambulance that was on teh highway heading towards Luigi's half-way existing mansion and Mario's house. when all-of-a-sudden Bowser came and ate Mario's very favorite rabid rabbit pie and Cow poo. Causing the ambulance's red siren to make blatting noises. while blood was turned into Soda. That tasted like EXPLOSIONS OF DOOM. this caused economic backfire across the marshmellow jellied cherries and the moon made of cheese. rotten, smelly cheese that has been in outer space for ten minutes. Then the monkey ate a bananana that was poisned. And then he started running in your general direction. So I headed away, over there into a tube, out of danger hidden underneath a steaming heap of roasted sunflower seeds that someone farted into outer space. by sunflower seeds, Then they exploded. The TARDIS landed That killed everyone. Then the aliens Of the family-Slitheen all died miserable slow, agonizing and very horrible deaths. So we vanquished an entire bowl of cow poo. I then materialised into our digestive systems.And he exploded. Beware the were-rabbit who just might be your next small chicken pie, with mashed potatoes and purple gravy. So do not consider eating the cinesra with toast and pickled marzipan. Rather eat pickled, pickled marzipan? Yum... Marzipan is delectable. Unlike Horatio's sunflower, which is very purple and chunky with edinayc flavoured, whipped cream covered strawberry flavored clams. In other news, someone tried them with Metroid Sprinkles. They were yummy. So they had a close encounter with some poo. Chocolate marshmallow poo. covered with almonds, pecans, walnuts, peanuts, blueberrys, ants and explosive mushrooms of ancient roman origin. We then put sonic, shadow, knuckles in small plastic bags covered in faux aligator skin. Then TBFOF sang Speed of Sound with a bottle filled with delicious yummy cheese wiz. When he finished designing birthday cakes he exploded over then he sold the excellent cakes to Israeli spies to explode them. The Israeli spies with extreme yumminess of great doom causing small hats in the shape of a sword which prods people to spontaneously combust, to lead a band in pressure points. After cleaning ELE's hairy underarms, she scratched her bum causing temproal destruction and itchless bum syndrome. Toilets flew into Horatio, injuring his only pickle. Pickle was buried in Hot Topic. Robot Bob Barker was then shot In Limetid too by Dr.Watson's hat. Emily the strange and Ruby Gloom sat inside a giant cow "pie" driving pea-shaped cars. The cow gravy was part of a very odorous, Horrid Meat Grinder. An exquisite corpse did a funky and revived itself using a Phoenix with music by anyone but Pink-Floyd and lemon-demon. Yogurt was very Stoopid after the crash made newspaper headlines, but nobody cared, because ZZ Top and the Yogurt were in the tabloids with False Accusations. Summarized, everything is Squeaky Guinea Pigs and RootBeer Floats. Flesh-eating bacteria took over, then aliens from Mars and Trent The Brunette disliked being insulted. Twenty thousand weasles saw Totoro's cat-bus arrive because he's crazy and wanted to eat club crackers, ride around town and drink rootbeer with Vera Lynn. Not to mention Bush was there wearing a makeshift lampshade made of Osama-Bin-Laden's hair and Cow poo. He was attacked and went back to the pickle and Spongbob Squarepants. Vanilla Star Hamster fails to appear in this story but writes her a screaming Howler stating that TGHL, the pesky Phoenix, was also Superman dressed in a flying carpet hat and a hairy giant toupee thingy. On his feet were marshmallow candles surrounded by magenta lightsaber weilding ninjas and invisable, massless objects. Made of balloons and filled with arsenic, TGHL's feet scratched a giant mountain made of puos pin tac and big rubber hamster swimming caps. The Mountain was named 'Mt. Whatthe after the question' and had two scraggley craggely peaks with purple cherries

I say that there should be tighter restrictions on Nuclear Power Stations, encourage people to change to renewable power sources like tidal power or wind power.

A good political discussion is always great! Ok then. Apparently Al Gore (the one you should have forced into office by beating George Bush for fiddling teh election results in 2000!) might be making a comeback 2008, as Hillary Clinton might want to have a crack at Vice-President before she tries President. Personally, if you don't vote Al Gore in (assuming he is having a go) I will be most annoyed and invade. No one else will invade. Just me.