Kashi

+1 ... Million.

Actually, on of the things on my "List of things to do before I die" is to sail through the Bermuda Triangle. I'll let you know how it goes, hey?

It's gonna' be hilarious when we all die because someone plants bombs in the Annual Atheists Convention (if such a thing exists) and we all find out there's a God ... and he's pissed at us.

The point was to choose one of the two options as if those were your only two ... Not for everyone to invent their own response to the situation.

I've seen literally dozens of Lv3's fishing there while I've been training. It's nothing special. :o All you need are Rings of Recoil and a friend who can use Vengeance Other. I'd imagine that's what Zzzamorak did. That, and lots of food.

I'm 17 since April 1, bit late for that. Anyway, I'm pretty lithe, so I heal quickly and don't bruise easily at all. When I say she abuses me, it's more that she makes an effort to.

This would be a good companion for this thread: http://forum.tip.it/viewtopic.php?t=675358 I love myself more than anyone else. I could allow myself to die, but I couldn't let someone I loved die. Since I'm technically one of my own loved ones, I guess I'd allow myself to die.

No ... they should be made to hobble around on 3ÃÆââ¬Å¡Ãâý legs? If the owners can afford it, of course it's a good idea.

^____^ It's just funny because my day usually goes something like ... 1. Wake up to the sound of people screaming. 2. Have a steak or package of ramen for breakfast. 3. Be physically abused by my mother. 4.* Post on Tip.it for a little while, maybe play RS. 5. Read a book for 12 hours until I can finally go to sleep again. 6. Fall asleep to the sound of people screaming. *4 is dependant on whether or not my mom has taken a piece of the computer with her to work, and also whether or not she's cut off the internet in a fit of unprovoked rage.

Yes, but the idea behind Creationism is that the universe and world were created at the same time, 6,000 years ago, not that the Earth just popped into a really old universe recently. Oh, and when labeling diagrams that have to do with light, try not to use the letter "c". It gets confusing when you have to differentiate it from the variable (ille est, the constant speed of light) every time you look at it #-o . Nooo, the bible never says that the earth was created at the same time as the rest of the universe ... I don't think their astronomy was advanced enough to really think about it. And about how I label points in my diagram; does that really matter? It got the idea across. EDIT: Just want to make it clear, because I'm not sure whether I'm arguing with a Christian or an Atheist (Rebdragon?), I don't support Creationism. Normally I wouldn't try to pick apart the theories set by Atheists, but that one was so glaringly wrong.

It's not for lack of trying. I tried to have a pressurized envelope of strychnine sent to him, but then I realized I don't know the address of the White House, and looking it up would take so much effort. :(

Well, for anyone who didn't understand why this quote is so ridiculous, I've made this simple diagram. [hide] [/hide] Now, the stars shedding the light are point A, see. And as you can see in the first picture, the light from Star A is going in a straight line to Point B, where it's existence becomes apparent from its reflection off the giant floating 'B' in space. But that light doesn't disappear on its trip over to point B, oh no. It's still there occupying empty space at like 3,000 miles a second. This is a very bad explanation I suppose, but in picture the second you can see, when I suddenly stick a planet between Star A and Point B, the photons that were already part of the way to Point B suddenly find themselves hitting a planet located at Point C. The only way the light would -not- have reached Earth was if the stars were fewer than 6,000 years old. The age of the planet has nothing to do with it, so long as those stars were there long enough to shed light as far as point C. If you don't understand, I may be able to give a better explanation later, but I'm pretty incoherent right now. Sorry. :?

I hope nobody has pointed this out yet, because I think it needs to be, and that point is this; If the failure of the logic in this quote isn't immediately apparent, you're not trying hard enough. EDIT: See my below post for an explanation.

This is the most hilarious thing I've ever read on this forum. Thank you for making my day. It was a joke, right? If not, my apologies.

+1 Indeed this post is spam, but really, it's some of the best spam you've ever eaten, don't you think?

Over-sized fast food burgers make me wish I was dead. :o (BK Stacker, Wendy's Baconator/Classic triple, McD's Big mac) Any time I eat an entire one of those burgers the result is a 10 minute fit of weeping. It's like I can feel it turning my arteries to gel.

I'm no help here, I'm 17 and been unusually skinny my whole life. :o In a way this is bad, since I eat alot of junk food now, in 10 years when my metabolism stops I'll be huge because I never formed healthy eating habits. :cry: Actually the only junk food I eat (drink?) is 5-6 cans of soda a day. I know it's bad for you but I can't help it!

I'm very happy for you. : I'll almost certainly never get to meet my internet friends ... :cry:

Ahhhhh ... These people saying that getting a 99 should take work, that always gets to me. You're right! After I get home from work, that's the first thing I want to do, get on my computer and do more 'work'.

...Yeah... You don't go around and asking where a drug addict's needle [puncture]points are, do you? In his feet, because his mom checks his arms. What?

Before someone flames him, that is true. Any proof for that? I mean, I love conspiracy theories, but without proof, they're kinda meaningless. The way I look at it is, the other extremely deadly, extremely contagious diseases of the world at least have a survival rate. Ebola only kills about 70% of the people who contract it and receive no treatment, Malaria kills about 60-70% of the people who aren't treated, but if you have AIDS (not HIV, but actual AIDS), you're going to die. Nothing that inconceivably deadly could evolve by chance, it must've been developed by the goverment/terrorists.

Laws are used a few at a time, in most cases (except people who Camelot teleport for mage training). Natures are used .. constantly .. by the thousands. I think that, in all 140+ worlds together, there are probably about 500 or so Nature runes being used per second. Maybe more. Natures for sure. :o

I do not need to be remembered in history, because after the world perishes in flames and I assume the seat of power over the few remaining creatures of Earth, I'll be the one writing history. Also, what about famous philosophers/authors/artists/composers? Inspire people with your art, that's a good way to be remembered.

Cooking was never, not ever, 'interesting'. End of story. Shut up. :shock:

The only solution to autoers, as wrong as this may sound, would be for Jagex to sell RS GP on their website. If you could get 1m GP from the official website for like 50 cents, then why would you buy from people on eBay? The other possible solution is to implement 'high rate servers'. All they'd have to do is make 9-10 servers where all the XP rates were 10-100x higher than normal (as in, 1 damage on a monster would give 40-400 XP, instead of 4, and making items would give 100x the XP as well). Of course, characters made on a server like that would be kept seperate from normal servers, but the sort of people who buy GP would flock to them, because they'd be easy, and wouldn't require any investment of time. Stephen King Illudtrated by Michael Whelan The Dark Tower: Book 1 -- The Gunslinger To Ed Ferman, Who took a chance on these stories, one by one. Chapter one -------------- The Gunslinger 1 - The man in black fled across the desert, and the gunslinger followed. The desert was the apotheosis of all deserts, huge, standing to the sky for what looked like eternity in all directions. It was white and blinding and waterless and without feature, save for the faint, cloudy haze of the mountains which sketched themselves on the horizon and the devil-grass which brought sweet dreams, nightmares, death. An occasional tombstone sign pointed the way, for once the drifted track that cut its way through the thick crust of alkali had been a highway. Coaches and buckas had followed it. The world had moved on since then. The world had emptied. - The gunslinger had been struck by a momentary dizziness, a kind of yawing sensation that made the entire world seem ephemeral, almost a thing that could be looked through. It passed and, like the world upon whose hide he walked, he moved on. He passed the miles stolidly, not hurrying, not loafing. A hide waterbag was slung around his middle like a bloated sausage. It was almost full. He had progressed through the khef over many years, and had reached perhaps the fifth level. Had he been a Manni holy man, he might not have even been thirsty; he could have watched his own body dehydrate with clinical, detached attention, watering its crevices and dark inner hollows only when his logic told him it must be done. He was not a Manni, however, nor a follower of the Man Jesus, and considered himself in no way holy. He was just an ordinary pilgrim, in other words, and all he could say with real certainty was that he was thirsty. And even so, he had no particular urge to drink. In a vague way, all this pleased him. It was what the country required, it was a thirsty country, and he had in his long life been nothing if not adaptable. - Below the waterbag were his guns, carefully weighted to his hands; a plate had been added to each when they had come to him from his father, who had been lighter and not so tall. The two belts cr