If anyone reads the comments before looking at the video, these seem to be the same abysmal sad asses that did the drinking water + brass instrument video. For the love of god, save yourself several minutes of your life and don't watch this pap. Having seen it, I feel a dirt that will never wash off. These talentless fools are little but an advert for birth control.
Did you hear Paul McCartney got his ex-wife a plane for christmas? He got her a ladyshave for the other leg.
What's the life expectancy of a rat going to be like as compared to a dairy cow? I can't help but think of the difficulty of rounding the little buggers up and attaching machinery to their teats, perhaps you should round them up with cats and round the cats up with dogs and milk the lot of them.
As a matter of pedantry, in English, the term is "euro", or "the euro", not "euros". It's the same as saying "sheep", you wouldn't say "sheeps" now would you? It does take a plural in other languages however.
That is NOT a tartle, Joanne is quite right. For those of you not familiar with this particular gem, the tartle is the wool around a sheep's anus that has become matted with excrement, forming dreadlock-type horrors. These have to be cut off due to the flys which eventually infest them and the skin of the unfortunate animal.
Here in Northern Ireland, there is a very similar set of prohibitions, for many of those living in flats of developments. These include no music after 11pm, no hanging of mats or mattresses out of windows (It's hard enough to turn a mattress let alone schlep it halfway out a window) no pot plants in communal areas or on window sills and finally, no hanging of clothes. Mainly because it brings the area down.
This house from original design, to construction to final fit, and finally to a walkthrough of the complete volume, was expertly recorded by Channel 4's "Grand Designs" team: http://www.channel4.com/4homes/ontv/grand-designs/ The ever thoughtfully entertaining Kevin McCloud narrates throughout the series and even lends a hand with the build in places. In this case, even cutting new threads on the mis-sized bolts for the retractable roof.
Dig(g), certainly in the UK, means to punch. I wouldn't wear a t-shirt that actively encourages people to punch you, especially since that "digg me" bit is rather near your solar plexus. As for the rest of it, they're hardly geek t-shirts, they're just advertising crapola, you may as well claim a jolt advertising t-shirt is geeky since some geeks drink it.
What a load of old bollocks. (tm) I like the idea of it, in fact, it looks well executed and quite interesting. I don't like paying that amount of money or the "oh, $symbolism" or the fact it's a food wide and 3' deep in places.
I want to break in at night and fill it full of pollyfilla. Apparently that would be art too.
LISTER: I tell you one thing: I've been to a parallel universe, I've seen time running backwards, I've played pool with planets, and I've given birth to twins, but I never thought in my entire life I'd taste an edible Pot Noodle.
I've yet to find one. They make the contents out of the same stuff they make the pots.
Cor, I want one. Though I do wonder how much power you can get out of the photocells. Could it really be enough to run a high-tech home with 5 people? Water would suck the heat out of that place pretty quickly too.
Harsh though it may be, negative feedback invariably gets better results than positive feedback. Noone gives suspected terrorists a cookie every time they tell something the army need to know; they torture them until they've said everything and have started making stuff up. Take the classic little albert experiment of classical conditioning for example; the child was conditioned into non-natural responses due to fear. This could be the same thing happening here, the autistic and to a lesser extent, retarded kids are being forced to behave in a manner not natural to them though fear of pain. If it gets results and it doesn't cause permanent damage (unlike torture) then it may be worth continuing.
skh.pcola, I think the joke is on you if you thought that was anything other than a joke. Bashing Dubya is like shooting fish in a barrel, but you've just taken stupidity to new depths. It's not even a sport anymore. Bah. :(
Though perhaps that's just because they couldn't afford a proper spire that might actually match either the building or surrounding. Instead we've got a giant cocktail stick.
Am I the only one to think "what an idiot"? What possible benefit can anyone get from this. It's not even as if it's like mountain climbing where you have the tenuous excuse "because it's there."
What's the life expectancy of a rat going to be like as compared to a dairy cow? I can't help but think of the difficulty of rounding the little buggers up and attaching machinery to their teats, perhaps you should round them up with cats and round the cats up with dogs and milk the lot of them.
I like the idea of it, in fact, it looks well executed and quite interesting. I don't like paying that amount of money or the "oh, $symbolism" or the fact it's a food wide and 3' deep in places.
I want to break in at night and fill it full of pollyfilla. Apparently that would be art too.
I've yet to find one. They make the contents out of the same stuff they make the pots.
Though perhaps that's just because they couldn't afford a proper spire that might actually match either the building or surrounding. Instead we've got a giant cocktail stick.