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headaches do suck. Take some Asprin.:zzz:

What would you guys do if you were given ultimate athority over everything on this planet? I would have an instant world reform and since I would want to see it happen during my life, I would kill (maybe not kill. more like send to brainwash reform camps)anyone who was against me joining all countries into one huge world-wide nation. Kinda like Corosant in Star Wars. On huge planetary city. What would you guys do?........:feedback: :scratch:

:bravo: this be a cool topic. Think of this. We think that the exploration of the universe through starship travel would be an astronomical achievement, but we are way behind the times. Haven't you heard? A long time ago in a galaxy far, far away... ................____________................__________ ............../......_______....\............/........_____/ .............|.......\____...\.....\...._.../......../ ..............\______....\...\......\/..\/........./ .........................\....\...\........_........./ ............________/..../....\....../..\....../ .........../__________/.......\__/.....\__/ (star wars) A LONG TIME AGO. Thats a true story, by the way. It's not just a story, it's history. And it was a LONG TIME AGO. If they had star fighters, then we are prey just waiting to be found by interstellar smugglers, like Huts. Our scientific discoveries are way behind the times.

The chances of us being created by a supreem being like God and the chances of us evolving from cosmic soup. They both require alot of faith. With God, your believing in what billions of people recognized and adored from the beginning of our existence before our smart-ass scientists decided to question our past. If you believe in the start of life from cosmic soup and that if a cell was formed that it existed in an environment perfect for it to evolve into what life is now, then it's like believing that out of 10 trillion people with one winner in a Lottery draw, you will be the winner. Believe whatever you want to believe. It's easier to believe in God, though. So go screw your lives over science or something like that.

I truly under stand Zeo the mostest, though! If you really look at the direction we're going and how huge the universe is then you will see that human life is pretty pointless and meaningless. Unless you recognize Jesus as the one true God that gives us a grand purpose and immortality. I believe that if God never comes to rapture His believers (which He will) we will eventually die because of our factories over terraforming our atmosphere causing something much more catastrophic that global warming. But who cares. I mean, unless you have God, life is pointless. See you on the outside.

I'd love to reply if your post wasn't soooo long. Takes way to long to read.

I'm really glad that this thread has nothing to do with anything.

What a cool story, huh?

howa bout a an exchange? I'll give you this sexy guy for that sexy girl. I found him and took a picture of him while exploring Hoth. Ever been there? The Wampa juice there is best. No place for a Jedi anymore, though. Ever since the Rebel base was destroyed.

It's called the miracle of life. When one Intron (male) gets together with an Exon (female) they get jiggy with it. Pretty soon, protien synthesis occurs and something happens which hasnt yet been explained by scientists. It eventually leads to occurances in advanced animal lifeforms. This is more commonly known as P2synth sexual intercourse.

who is mega-zarkov?

Ever watch The Matrix? Ever wondered if t is really real? What if it is? I'm here to present a proposition to you for everyone to chew on and think about, since our future is in the hands of robots. The Matrix do exist. Do you know how I know? I wont tell you everything but I'll give you the short story. Geromne B. Heuws was a scientist working for the U.S. CIA. He was studying parallel dimmensions when he came upon something odd. He had discovered a break in space. What he had actually stumbled upon was the real world outside of this Matrix. So the government killed him. To cover up for this, they made a movie called The Matrix to cover up any questions that the public might have. And now people wonder. Is it real? I think it is. :uhh: Be careful.

:rant: You need to give up all your scientific stuff, dude. What it all comes down to is making sure that your girl is happy! If it meens giving up a little bit of you science, then do it. There is more to life then science. You must rely on your instinct (not emmotions. Emmotions will almost always trick you. They are a bunch of:bs: ). Watch the Matrix. That is the truth, I think. That guy uses instict, not science.

This forum rocks! It never screws up!

That is a beautiful drawing. You should patent it. Can I buy it off of you? It is your work of art:worship:

A story about sheep and fire Once upon a time, a long long time ago, there lived a sheep called Agnew who was king of the sheep. Of course this was a very long time ago when sheep were a pretty new thing and, in those days, sheep were very different. For a start, sheep had a king, which they don't nowadays living more as a sort of loose collective. Also, sheep, in those days, had no wool and they walked upright and talked and in fact were every bit as intelligent as the people of the time and, if anything, more peaceful. In actual fact, in those days it was pretty hard to distinguish sheep from people unless you asked them or talked to them for some time. Agnew, as has been mentioned, was their king, and the most beloved and handsome of all the sheep. Many of the other sheep tried to imitate Agnew, as he was the most beloved sheep, by copying his ways of walking and his style of talking as Agnew strode and swam around Greece and the surrounding islands. (For, in those days, as everyone knows, sheeps lived only in Greece). Despite the fact that he was dearly beloved, and propositioned by many beautiful sheep maidens (and many handsome sheep men) Agnew was not content. "I am restless," he said to his assembled sheep, "I long to achieve something worthy of my greatness. Something that will change, forever, sheep and sheep- kind. I want to challenge the very nature of sheepdom. I want a _quest_." Of course all the other sheep were very excited by this as the world was still young then and nobody had ever been on a quest before. This was way before Jason and the Argonauts, before Odyseus, before even Gilgamesh and quests had not been heard of before and all the sheep were anxious to make their suggestions. Some suggested that Agnew should seek golden apples but nobody could agree whether this meant peaches or tomatoes. Some suggested that Agnew seek a golden fleece but he said he wouldn't know what to do with it. Some suggested he sought a beautiful sheep maiden (or a handsome sheep man) but Agnew said that these were in plentiful supply in Athens already. Some suggested he climbed Mount Olympus to visit the Gods (who had just moved there in those days) but Agnew said he wasn't going to do that without a damn good reason and apart from anything, Mount Olympus wasn't in Greece back then but in a less central location which the gods found tranquil and nobody really knew where it was. Some suggested that finding out what the quest was should be would be a quest in itself and Agnew told them to shut up and not be so silly. Finally, a small sheep called Merton, who had been listening all this time said "Why not go on a quest that would be useful for all sheep? We sheep do not want golden apples or fleeces or to climb mountains, we want green grass and blue water. You must find the land where the grass is greenest and the water is bluest." Well, this suggestion met with a chorus of approval and all the sheep clapped their hands (for in those days sheep had hands) and shouted for joy because surely this was the quest that Agnew must undertake so that all sheep would be happy. Not knowing where to start and being a sheep of some wisdom, Agnew prayed to the god Hermes, who, in addition to his other responsibilities, was the god of sheep. Of course everyone wanted to meet such a brilliant sheep as Agnew and before long, Hermes himself had turned up to advise Agnew. "Oh great god Hermes," said Agnew, "Where can I find the land where the water is bluest and the grass is greenest?" "Follow your nose," replied Hermes, "And when you get there your quest will only just have begun but you will find a land which is paradise for sheep." So that very day, on the god's advice, taking with him only the small sheep Merton (and a salt and pepper pot to sprinkle on his grass so it was good to eat) Agnew set out to find the land where the grass was greenest and the water was bluest. Following his nose Agnew first travelled across the sea to the land we now know as Italy where the sea was the deepest blue and Agnew was happy until he noticed that the grass, having been browned by the autumn sun was not the green he hoped for. "Come Merton," said the king of the sheep, "This is not the land the god spoke of." Merton and Agnew walked north-west across Italy and across the alps coming eventually to the land we now know as France. It was winter in France and though the grass was green and tasty (especially with plenty of salt and pepper) but the water was grey and cold on the tongue. Though very tired from their long quest, Merton and Agnew realised that this too was not the land that Hermes had spoken of and that they must continue their quest. Following Agnew's nose, they travelled across the channel to the place now known as Dover where the sea was (in those days) a beautiful blue in the spring sunlight but the grass was wiry and tough and, even with plenty of salt and pepper, tasted horrible. Disappointed, Merton and Agnew continued their quest north-west until finally, as summer arrived, they came to the mythical land of Cumbria. Well, as you can imagine, as soon as they set eyes on the place, they fell in love with it. The green Cumbrian grass and the blue Cumbrian lakes were clearly the sheep paradise of which Hermes had spoken. Agnew and Merton rested for a while on the slopes of Scafell eating the lush green grass and drinking the crystal blue water. "This land is truly a paradise for sheep," said Agnew, "I will stay here to rule over it, while you, Merton, fetch the rest of my subjects to live in Cumbria with us forever." So Merton, weary but seeing the sense in this arrangement, trotted off back towards Greece to fetch the rest of the sheep while Agnew set about exploring the rest of Cumbria and eating the green green grass (with plenty of salt and pepper). As Agnew rested and explored Cumbria (and Merton scampered back to Greece) he noticed that the weather began to change. Now, in those days, as I have mentioned, sheep walked upright and had no fleece (and indeed no clothes because they lived in the warm lands around Athens). As summer changed into autumn and autumn changed into winter, Agnew grew colder and colder and began to shiver through the long Cumbrian nights and though he still thought that Cumbria was a paradise for sheep he thought also that he might not survive so many cold nights and when it snowed for the first time, he prayed again to Hermes who, you will remember, in addition to his other duties, was the god of sheep. Within an instant, Hermes appeared to the sheep king and listened calmly to what Agnew had to say. After Agnew had finished telling Hermes of his woes, the god spoke to him saying: "Fear not, brave sheep, for very close at hand is something that will solve your problem. Believe it or not, you are very close to Mount Olympus (although we are considering relocating to a more central location). The gods have something on the mountain that will help you with your coldness problem, an invention they call Fire. Be sure to read the user manual first, and don't let them see you take it." Well, Agnew was worried at first by the idea of stealing from the gods, since he was sure it would lead to bad karma but he was so very cold that he set off up Mount Olympus (which was, in those days, pretty close to Scafell). He was so tired and cold that at first he though he would die before he reached the top of the mountain but before too long, he could make out some red flickering far away. As he got near, he saw it was a pile of logs, and, on top of them, flickering, was the fire. Shivering and grateful he warmed himself by the fire but, foolish sheep, ignored the user manual which Hermes had left nearby. Of course the gods always punish such folly and it wasn't long before disaster struck. As Agnew was sprinkling salt and pepper on some particularly tasty Cumbrian grass which was growing on the slopes of Mount Olympus he sniffed and inhaled some of his pepper. "Achoo," he sneezed, scattering pepper into the fire and so startled was he by the sudden crackling that ensued as a handful of pepper went into the fire that he fell forward and his hair went into the fire with the pepper. Poor Agnew. If only he had read the user manual about the dangers of using pepper near fire. As it was though, his hair was on fire and he was on the top of Mount Olympus in Cumbria. Crying with pain, he ran as fast as he could all the way down the mountain with his head on fire. Unable to stop or think of what to do he ran through the villages of Cumbria crying out and all the villagers were awed to see such a beautiful sheep with its head on fire. Eventually, the flames spread down onto his sparse chest hair, his hands and his feet. Agnew was in agony. Fortunately, a quick thinking youth from Cumbria, known as Prometheus took action and wrestled Agnew to the ground using ancient Cumbrian wrestling techniques and attacked the fire with the first thing that came to hand -- a broom. Although he did not know it, Prometheus was doing exactly the right thing and, soon he had beaten the fire out (although his broom caught light in the process). Poor poor Agnew! He was in such pain and so badly burned and also, again, he was freezing to death. Fortunately, Prometheus saw the sheep's problem and immediately covered him with a thick furry coat that he wore to keep away the chill of the Cumbrian winter. As Prometheus kept his fire (and carefully read the user manual) and tended to the ailing sheep king, winter turned to spring and eventually to summer. When Merton and the other sheep arrived from Athens they found their king dreadfully changed. He was burned so horribly on his stomach that he could only walk hobbled over on all fours. His hands and feet, once so beautiful now resembled nothing more than hooves. All the time, whether he needed to or not, he wore a furry coat and, so traumatised was he by his experience, that to any question, he could only answer a disgruntled "Bah!". His sheep, however, being tremendously loyal creatures, to spare him any social embarrasment this might occasion, imitated their king and behaved exactly like him. The gods of course, were deeply embarrased by the whole incident and never mentioned it again. A few months later they moved to Greece (taking Mount Olympus with them). That is why, to this day, (deep breath): -Sheep have wooly coats, walk on all fours, have hooves and say "Bah!". -People think Prometheus stole fire from the gods. -Although sheep live all over the world, Cumbrian sheep are the happiest. -Greek gods are never seen in North West England and Mount Olympus is not in Cumbria. -Cumbrians who want to look attractive dye their hair the colour of fire. -Of course nobody ever learned the lesson about not reading user manuals. :flame:

Wow. I have no clue. I'm not good with answering any scientific questions:-( , but send me a private message and I'll tell you the meaning of life. The meaning of life is a messge that everyone needs to hear! Ask me.

Once upon a time their was a perverted killer whale actor named Willie. He lived happily in Hollywood. He even made 5 continuous Free Willie episodes! Everybody from the ages of 1-3 loved his movies. He was a hit. That is when all the punks out there got together and decided to pollute the ocean in an attempt to kill Willie and stop his box office productions. So he died. Please don't pollute the ocean. All we have nowadays is Barney and he pisses me off

:lame: Hello, Zeo. I am the one responsible for your obliviousnessness. I implanted those little green guys in you 9000 years before you were even born (I know that doesn't make sense, but neither does little green men). Just be careful. All those female mood swings you get aren't because of menopause but beacause of those green guys and my plan. To rule your insides in a desperate fight to do something... whatever. I'm bored too. Write me back since I love to recieve mail. Long live Spider Guy!:bs: