Just watched the new Michael Ruppert documentary, about how the world is about to collapse and we're all fucked. When it happens, please donot forget me. I am McLeod. I am not immortal, but if you happen to pass me by one day in the future please stop me and say hello, remember me back in the era of the world wide webs? Maybe I will trade you a couple of potatoes for some weed. Remember I said that.
I'll keep an eye out for you and Keith Richards. I'd like to know how that immortal plans on surviving the end of the world.
Chicken omelettes. Where do you think he gets his fabulous complexion from. That and his anti-mortality respirometer, it basically works by injecting life ions directly into his cerebral cortex via the mechanism of apoxial megadeth asthmossis.
Ozy, Keith Richards, the cockroaches and my husband will survive the end of the world. Let's try to join the party!
Are you fukn srz! Ozy is dead! He died in 1979 of bacon sandwich poisoning. The guy who you see on the telly pretending to be Ozzy is a thin women in a costume. She keeps the voice impression up by being strung out on heroin whenever the cameras are on.
"This is a test of the Emergency Broadcast System. The broadcasters of your area in voluntary cooperation with the Federal, State and local authorities have developed this system to keep you informed in the event of an emergency. If this had been an actual emergency, (optional -- stations may mention the types of emergencies likely to occurr in their area) the Attention Signal you just heard would have been followed by official information, news or instructions. This station (optional -- insert station call sign) serves the (operational area name) area. This concludes this test of the Emergency Broadcast System." Supposedly, there's a meteor heading for us in a few years, and another one around 2137? (Don't quote me on that... or anything for that matter lol) I saw a simulated program that shows the track of the meteor compared to our orbit and it looks really freakin' close. Like, best results would be, we would be able to see it floating right next to the Earth. It looked to me that it comes so close to our orbit that it would just BARELY enter our atmosphere before making it's way back into space. Scary stuff, and even if that does happen and it doesn't hit us, but only come dangerously close, I wonder what the outcome would be and the effect it would have on out planet. If it enters our orbit, our atmosphere would try to repel it I would think, and being a meteor, not a comet it's likely there would be little to no debris behind it. I love thinking about physics and potential reality. They still don't know how they would stop such an event. I saw them do about 7 different tests with different types of weapons and space rock compositions or structures, if you will. Moral of story... we're doomed! :smilielol5: I'll be in a shack somewhere in the woods when and if there is a collapse. I've been watching a lot of "The Colony" on the Nat Geo Green channel. Fun fun! Filter water with charcoal and sand, recharge car batteries for electricity with solar panels... gotta learn about all that alternator stuff and AM transmissions. Just hope not to run into any psychopaths. If people could forget their differences and just work together, the world would and can be a better place.
Your fucked if you live in a big city. People who have left and moved to remote locations have the upper hand. I left the big city 3 years ago. Im out in the woods now. Its amazing how many people don't see how bad things really are, and how bad it is going to get.
shit, i'm going on my third year of living in a city. moved here from way out in the woods. my parent's still live there if shit really hits the fan. and McLeod, do i bring the potatoes or the ganja?
I don't think I want to give you my weed for potatoes, as I have an entire sack of potatoes and not an entire sack of weed. But I will give you a couple of potatoes to trade someone else for weed.
No thanks, please give your surplus potatoes to a paraplegic pauper. I am sitting on a mountain of potatoes. I have so many potatoes that I use some of them for chillums.
Ok thanks. I'm off to my local jumbomarket to buy some more beer, while I still can... Happy belated B'day!
Well, if the end is near, then never fear, for I have gallons and gallons of homebrewed BEER!!!!....;-)
You are so right, so I need to get the wifey crackin and brew up a few hundred gallons of beer to warsh the taters down with? I know you'll spare me a spud for some beer, right?....;-)
Oh aye. Beer'll get you spuds, carrots, tumshees, goose gogs, chuddy, fizz, flumps, cola-cubes, cock-a-leekie soup, anything you want.
What eef like, let's supposing that we are all souls that have been born and reborn in different moulds throughout the entire history of the earth's evolution. I mean we obviously cannot remember any previous lives, if we could then it might be a bit tedious after a while- like after so many reincarnations you'd be like, oh not this shit again.... so to make life interesting we are all designed to die and then forget about everything, all memory glands erased. What if the world does go tits up, and then we all have to be reborn into this post apocalyptic stromash, maybe not even as human anymore, maybe just cockroaches. I'd like to be able to opt out of the earths carno-cycles and find a new planet, maybe one them ones you see on star trek.
