Woldan

Some people have a hard time reading the body language of a circus clown.

LOL she is SO having the hots for him, she can barely even talk. I hate to be an ass but she probably ran off when she saw his pea sized roid balls.

Its her from the funny gif:

And more boob cups. But I'm actually surprised there aren't any metal spikes coming out of her body.

How many meters of warm butter could a GBU-28 bunker buster missile penetrate?

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=O2CVpphZym8

Like Little John?

As you can probably imagine from my early return - the party/festival was terrible, all my predictions came true. Spent 25 bucks on beer, waited for the fireworks and left as quickly as I could manage. But not all was in vain, I strolled back home and enjoyed the breathtakingly beautiful nightly landscape and wonderful full moon & stars.

Going to the festival, entry fee is only 5 bucks and they've got a really nice fireworks. Firework is always good.

Its just a photo of wild water (waterfall) shopped till I liked it, but the longer I look at it the more I appreciate it. It has a deep melancholic vibe for me. And if you let your fantasy run wild you can see demons and strange figures in the water that look like they're trying to swim upstream.

What happens if you don't?

I often feel like that, but I always get an incredible energy boost when I start lifting or cycling. Its just a trick of your mind to encourage you to be a lazy bastard. If I would listen to myself and my energy levels I would hardly exercise at all because I feel really drained after work.

I'm not really an introvert, my problem is finding ''common ground'' when talking to people which is necessary to start a conversation and to get to know people & having fun. From my experience very few people share my views or interests and the lack of common ground either leads to disinterest or very basic, dull and nonconstructive smalltalk that gets me nowhere. On parties male & female strangers often approach me and want to start a conversation but I quickly realize that we have nothing in common and at this point I don't care and don't try anymore. Unless I'm so drunk that common ground becomes beating each other with chairs. I can't go with the people I know because they're all occupied right now. I've been to this party last year with friends and it was a blast. Yes, cycling 5 kilometers...almost vertically. The cross-section of my biking route would look like a roller coaster. On level ground (Yes, there are level places in Austria) I can do 150-200 kilometers on my bike easily.

One of my favorites of Rammstein

Which is super awesome by the way. Toyota vs Audi vs Porsche at over 340 km/h.

If I would have stayed inside my comfort zones I would've never lifted a single barbell or rode my bicycle past the 5 kilometer mark nor started any of my demanding and difficult hobbies. Some comfort zones can be greatly limiting.

Yes, maybe I'll be pleasantly surprised, and If I don't meet anyone interesting I can still leave at any time anyway. Sounds like a plan.

To be honest, I feel uncomfortable when I'm among lots of people and I've got nothing to do, makes me feel like that weird staring freak. And my appearance doesn't help.

Thinking about going to a really big party, the problem is none of my friends are coming with me this time because they're all currently spending their holidays on a beach far away. I don't know if I should still go and make the best out of it which probably results in drinking myself into coma out of boredom and lack of people to talk to, or not attending which would be really boooooring as well. What would you do?

He is still''waking up.'' Whatever that really means, waking up from a coma should never take that long.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bockbJeT_2A

A 1:1 translated version of the Book of Enoch, it reads like a modern science fiction novel written thousands years ago. Rooms entirely made of crystal, holograms, revolting angels, quick-write pens, human body experiments, cities floating in heaven, winged chariots, angels teaching humans astrology, art and laws of science, giant malevolent angel-human hybrids... If there is one document which makes you think about the possibility of extraterrestrials visiting and teaching humans its this book.

Glory 1989. I find it funny that the movie doesn't live up to its title, there certainly was glory in raising and leading the first all black regiment in the civil war to battle, despite all the odds and racism even among the union, but all the glory was completely lost in the blatant stupidity of war. Seeing a bunch of people desperately and ecstatically rushing to their certain obliteration is not what I consider glorious, neither does a feeling of glory overcome me when I see hundreds of people stabbing, shooting and beating the crap out of each other like animals. I don't get that film.