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~ Boomer ~

Keep your mouth open but don't talk

Keep your mouth open but don't talk

Keep your mouth open but don't talk

Keep your mouth open but don't talk

Keep your mouth open but don't talk

Keep your mouth open but don't talk

New District sounds a little like Nudist Trick. Ooops.

New District sounds a little like Nudist Trick. Ooops.

Sounds like something from Hunger Games.

SO: A Roman Senator goes into a bar and asks for a Martinus.
"Don't you mean Martini?" asks the bartender.
"If I wanted a double, I would have asked for it!" the Senator says.

In further memory of Douglas Adams: The Pan-Galactic Gargle Blaster
"After two of those babies, the dullest, most by-the-book Vogon will be up on the bar in stilettos, yodeling mountain shanties and swearing he's the king of the Gray Binding Fiefdoms of Saxaquine"
—The drink's effects[src]
The Pan Galactic Gargle Blaster is an alcoholic beverage invented by ex-President of the Universe Zaphod Beeblebrox, considered by the Guide to be the "Best Drink in Existence"[1]. Its effects are similar to "having your brains smashed in by a slice of lemon wrapped round a large gold brick".
 
Beeblebrox advised that you should "never drink more than two Pan Galactic Gargle Blasters unless you are a thirty ton mega elephant with bronchial pneumonia".[1] However, Ford Prefect ignored this advice and consumed three Pan Galactic Gargle Blasters while at Milliways.[2]
 
Mixing Instructions

Take the juice from one bottle of Ol' Janx Spirit.
Pour into it one measure of water from the seas of Santraginus V — Oh, that Santraginean seawater! Oh, those Santraginean fish!
Allow three cubes of Arcturan Mega-gin to melt into the mixture (it must be properly iced or the benzene is lost).
Allow four litres of Fallian marsh gas to bubble through it, in memory of all those happy hikers who have died of pleasure in the Marshes of Fallia.
Over the back of a silver spoon float a measure of Qualactin Hypermint extract, redolent of all the heady odours of the dark Qualactin Zones, subtle, sweet and mystic.
Drop in the tooth of an Algolian Suntiger. Watch it dissolve, spreading the fires of the Algolian Suns deep into the heart of the drink.
Sprinkle Zamphuor.
Add an olive.
Drink... but... very carefully...

 
 

"It is a curious fact, and one to which no-one knows quite how much importance to attach, that something like 85 percent of all known worlds in the Galaxy, be they primitive or highly advanced, have invented a drink called jynnan tonyx, or gee-N'N-T'N-ix, or jinond-o-nicks, or any one of a thousand variations on this phonetic theme.
 
"The drinks themselves are not the same, and vary between the Sivolvian ‘chinanto/mnigs’ which is ordinary water served just above room temperature, and the Gagrakackan 'tzjin-anthony-ks’ which kills cows at a hundred paces; and in fact the only one common factor between all of them, beyond the fact that their names sound the same, is that they were all invented and named before the worlds concerned made contact with any other worlds.
 
"What can be made of this fact? It exists in total isolation. As far as any theory of structural linguistics is concerned it is right off the graph, and yet it persists. Old structural linguists get very angry when young structural linguists go on about it. Young structural linguists get deeply excited about it and stay up late at night convinced that they are very close to something of profound importance, and end up becoming old structural linguists before their time, getting very angry with the young ones. Structural linguistics is a bitterly divided and unhappy discipline, and a large number of its practitioners spend too many nights drowning their problems in Ouisghian Zodahs."
-The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy, by Douglas Adams (R.I.P.)

SO: A Roman Senator goes into a bar and asks for a Martinus.
"Don't you mean Martini?" asks the bartender.
"If I wanted a double, I would have asked for it!" the Senator says.

SO: A Roman Senator goes into a bar and asks for a Martinus.
"Don't you mean Martini?" asks the bartender.
"If I wanted a double, I would have asked for it!" the Senator says.

SO: A Roman Senator goes into a bar and asks for a Martinus.
"Don't you mean Martini?" asks the bartender.
"If I wanted a double, I would have asked for it!" the Senator says.

"It is a curious fact, and one to which no-one knows quite how much importance to attach, that something like 85 percent of all known worlds in the Galaxy, be they primitive or highly advanced, have invented a drink called jynnan tonyx, or gee-N'N-T'N-ix, or jinond-o-nicks, or any one of a thousand variations on this phonetic theme.
 
"The drinks themselves are not the same, and vary between the Sivolvian ‘chinanto/mnigs’ which is ordinary water served just above room temperature, and the Gagrakackan 'tzjin-anthony-ks’ which kills cows at a hundred paces; and in fact the only one common factor between all of them, beyond the fact that their names sound the same, is that they were all invented and named before the worlds concerned made contact with any other worlds.
 
"What can be made of this fact? It exists in total isolation. As far as any theory of structural linguistics is concerned it is right off the graph, and yet it persists. Old structural linguists get very angry when young structural linguists go on about it. Young structural linguists get deeply excited about it and stay up late at night convinced that they are very close to something of profound importance, and end up becoming old structural linguists before their time, getting very angry with the young ones. Structural linguistics is a bitterly divided and unhappy discipline, and a large number of its practitioners spend too many nights drowning their problems in Ouisghian Zodahs."
-The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy, by Douglas Adams (R.I.P.)

Don't want to be a wet blanket, but these last ones are not in the spirit of my friend, Jackhammer.

I've had a Lexus Rx400h [hybrid] for about ten years. It's loads of fun and has lots of power. Only 23.8 MPG but I could drive more sanely.

And to maintain the balance of the Universe intact...
 
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I have a lexus 400h hybrid. It's built for performance. About 24 mpg and goes like a bat out of hell.
 
Central mass gas: Cheapest, $1.57 for regulah.

When I was in medical school, I had a rotation in the Berkshires in Massachusetts. They fed us three squares a day. I had a two egg omlet with cheese, peppers, and ham for two weeks, every morning. At the end of it, my cholesterol was 135.
 
I like my eggs over easy, with whole wheat or other multi-grain buttered toast, and bacon on the side.

Dunno ... I'd probably take Keith Hardy over Leo if I were in Philidelphia.

Dunno ... I'd probably take Keith Hardy over Leo if I were in Philidelphia.