Don’t know if you’ve discovered Dropbox yet, but it’s the bollox.

It gives you a folder you drag stuff in & you can then access from another Computer, I use it to swap ‘files’ between my Mac & Pc for example. Plus you can makes files linkable for mates to access.

Click the link belowย  to join & we both get a FREE extra 250mb (thepoisoner is spoiling you).

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These drinks bottles are supposed to filter tap water.
If they can filter the chemical pish that comes through our taps they get the Nobel prize.
We use mineral water in the kettle because even the boiled tap water makes tea taste like a chemical toilet.


Vacuum Cleaner-Man!

In the Spider-Man comics and movies, mild-mannered Peter Parker finds himself able to climb up the side of buildings after being bitten by a radioactive spider.
In real life, enterprising scientist Jem Stansfield got the same effect from two vacuum cleaners he bought at Tesco.
He adapted the household appliances’ motors into giant sucker pads, then used them to crawl up a 30ft wall.

Straight out of Wallace and Gromit!

Vacuum Cleaner-Man!


Thomas Becket

Enough of your smut, it’s about time you learned some culture…

…The wicked knight leapt suddenly upon him, cutting off the top of the crown which the unction of sacred chrism had dedicated to God. Next he received a second blow on the head, but still he stood firm and immovable. At the third blow he fell on his knees and elbows, offering himself a living sacrifice, and saying in a low voice, ‘For the name of Jesus and the protection of the Church, I am ready to embrace death.’ But the third knight inflicted a terrible wound as he lay prostrate. By this stroke, the crown of his head was separated from the head in such a way that the blood white with the brain, and the brain no less red from the blood, dyed the floor of the cathedral. The same clerk who had entered with the knights placed his foot on the neck of the holy priest and precious martyr, and, horrible to relate, scattered the brains and blood about the pavements, crying to the others, ‘Let us away, knights; this fellow will arise no more…

Thomas Becket – Wikipedia