Don't bogart that joint my freind, pass it over to me. Driving that train high on cocaine Casey Jones you better watch your speed. Heading up 4th street, turning down Main, looking for that girl that sells cocaine. What part of we are done as a country don't you get?
As for me the price tells a story I am not aware of. If she continues to slip I will find something else.
Data mining. My health insurance company found out I smoke. How? They get info on what I buy with my credit card.
"I don't want any messages from the front that we are holding our position. Let the Hun do that. We are advancing constantly and are not interested in holding on to anything except the enemy. I will be proud to lead you wonderful guys into combat, anytime anywhere." Gen. George S. Patton France 1944
The leftists and communists will always attack capitalism. What else is new under the sun? If you don't like the game stop playing. I follow Warren Buffett. "Charlie don't surf." Warren don't trade!
Rapid decompresion of the cabin after the co-pilot made his last call. The crew quickly desended and put in numbers in flight control to get them to the nearest runway. That would be west and then south. The pilots were too busy to make a call and feel asleep due to decompresion before the plane could reach a lower level of flight.. She flew on till she ran out of fuel ala Payne Steward. Terrorism or mehanical failure, we may never know.
The UFOs and my tin foil hat tell me not to take my my meds. May I remind you that in the last days of the Soviet Union they had more people in mental hospitals then they had in criminal prison because they objected, Meet you soon across the baricades.
I am of 2 minds. 1) Pilot suicide. Yet why would he fly it till it ran out of fuel instead of dumping it in the drink right away. 2) Rapid decompression putting the crew members to sleep. The Payne Steward affect if you will. They say the direction of the aircraft changed before the co-pilot said "All right, good night," If that is true it will remain a mystery for the ages. Ok 3) Close Encouters of the Thrid Kind. The plane will be found a few years from now in a desert in Mexico, fuel tanks full and all passengers with a sunburn on one half of their face.
"I love the smell of napalm in the morning. Smells like victory. Charlie don't surf." Robert Devall.
"Close Encounters of the Third Kind." In a few years the plane will appear in a desert in Mexico with fuel tanks full and all the passengers having a sunburn on one half of their face.
We will end up giving Crimea to Russia and possibly the eastern Ukraine. I don't know how this will effect BP. One thing I do know is don't #$%$ off our queen Michelle, People raised on the south side of Chicago are street fighters.