Bolt up your doors and windows, Euroweenies!

I'm sure your taking pictures being the artist you are right Wooz? Have you found one of an ironic billboard happily proclaiming you should buy some worthless product when the area around the billboard is in ruins?

Sincerely,
The Vault Dweller
 
Here in Germany it wasn't that bad. Some crumbled buildings, some dead people, some trees lying around and some cellars under water.

School out in some regions. Now, honestly, I expected more... they said it would become very dangerous... now I didn't notice so much. 6 dead people really arent that much when compare dto 80.000.000, are they?

Now, please no discussion about the worth of human lives.. im having that at other forums lol...
 
Here in Greece we're undergoing one of the worst droughts of the past 30 years. We're supposed to be in the heart of winter and while in past years we had extensive snowfall in my general area, now it is sunny with 22 degrees celsius outside.

Lake water levels have dropped and thus hydroelectric plants might soon start to malfunction leading to extensive blackouts, crops have been ruined due to the heat, forest fires started happening...

At least we can go to the beach. The end of the world will find us stone-drunk from partying, if that's any comfort.
 
TVD said:
I'm sure your taking pictures being the artist you are right Wooz?

Sadly, there has been comparatively little billboard damage, and the ones that suffered from the storm didn't fall, twist, or bend in interesting ways, and nothing as funny as the pic KQX posted.

Have you found one of an ironic billboard happily proclaiming you should buy some worthless product when the area around the billboard is in ruins?

Heh, in some places of the city you don't need a storm to take that kind of pics, the problem is getting out with the possession of your film, your camera and your teeth :D
 
Any upskirt action, though? ...what? Everyone's thinking it, I'm just saying it!

But seriously, about a decade ago, I got lifted off of my feet by some strong, sudden wind gusts in Turkey. While I was hanging onto a lamp-post for dear life, the fat ass who followed me around a lot laughed as the wind gods were too weak to lift his excess elephantine tub of lard body off the Earth. I would have kicked him in his nuts, but I was afraid his puddy crotch would entrap my foot and tear it off so he could feed on my raw flesh while I watch helplessly. Ah, the good ol' days.

P.S.

If only Hellion was from Sparta I just might make him my bastich proteges. What a fine prodigy he would've been, too.

Oh well, I'm too shallow to dwell on this any longer.

P.P.S.

2000th post!
 
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