Sexy Latina!

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Crash Overload
Now That I have your attention:

"As
slow as molasses in January." There was one memorable exception to that truism. And it was a deadly one.

Forty minutes past noon on 15 January 1919, a giant wave of molasses raced through Boston. The unseasonably warm temperature (46 degrees) was the final stress needed to cause a gigantic, filled-to-capacity tank to burst. 2,320,000 gallons (14,000 tons) of molasses swept through the streets, causing death and destruction.

Eyewitness reports tell of a "30-foot wall of goo" that smashed buildings and tossed horses, wagons and pool tables about as if they were nothing. Twenty-one people were killed by the brown tidal wave, and 150 more were injured. The chaos and destruction were amplified -- and rescue efforts were hampered -- by the stickiness of the molasses. Those persons attempting to aid others all too often found themselves mired fast in the goo.

The day after the disaster, The New York Times reported:


A dull, muffled roar gave but an instant's warning before the top of the tank was blown into the air. The circular wall broke into two great segments of sheet iron which were pulled in opposite directions. Two million gallons of molasses rushed over the streets and converted into a sticky mass the wreckage of several small buildings which had been smashed by the force of the explosion.
The greatest mortality apparently occurred in one of the city buildings where a score of municipal employees were eating their lunch. The building was demolished and the wreckage was hurled fifty yards. The other city building, which had an office on the ground floor and a tenement above, was similarly torn from its foundations.

One of the sections of the tank wall fell on the firehouse which was nearby. The building was crushed and three firemen were buried in the ruins.

Boston is not a city that forgets anything easily. There are those who claim that on a hot summer day in the North End, you can still smell the molasses.

Dogbert
what was the point of that confused

venomfan
i feel so let down......why crash?.......lol that was a good one anyhow

tptmanno1
I've heard that before.
Still funny!

gabimr2
blink

DeNiro's Mom
I could sure use a sexy Latina right now and a nice big vat of molasses! smokin'

stinkfist462
i didnt read it ...

DeNiro's Mom
mad

Dogbert
you're always mad...y?

DeNiro's Mom
cramps.

gabimr2
me neither! is 2 large!big grin

Crash Overload
Maybe This?

On 9 July 1993, Garry Hoy, a 38-year-old lawyer with the Toronto law firm of Holden Day Wilson, did indeed plunge to his death from the 24th floor Toronto Dominion Bank Tower in front of several horrified witnesses.

The firm's spokesperson said Hoy ". . . was testing the strength of the window. There was a lot of joking about how the window wouldn't open maybe on a hot day . . . Apparently, it was the second attempt that one of them popped out and he went through."

As well, a Toronto police officer reported that Hoy ". . . was showing his knowledge of the tensile strength of window glass and presumably the glass gave way. I know the frame and the blinds are still there."

Our advice is to apply the same rule to architecture as you do to computers: Don't ever bet your life on windows not crashing

Crash Overload
D's mom could replace TH in my opinion. Only she makes comedy out of the truth. Which is even better. Cause its true.

Crash Overload
Oh and.... if you look under the smilley box, you can have about 75 MORE smilies....

gabimr2
much better..C.o!..thanks!big grinbig grinbig grinbig grinbig grin

DeNiro's Mom
Sometimes Crash, I wish you were my son instead of DeNiro. smile

Dogbert
AWWW, THAT'S JUST MEAN!

Crash Overload
That can always be arranged......... shifty

DeNiro's Mom
Do not ever use ALL CAPS with me, young man!!! mad

Dogbert
YOU'RE NOT MY MOM! YOU CAN'T TELL ME WHAT TO DO!

gabimr2
hahahaha
we're getting agravitted?? laughing

Crash Overload
Ouch........ I wouldn't be saying that to KMC's thoughest guy's MOM....

gabimr2
hahahaalaughing out loud

Crash Overload
Diegocala's favoured way of death:

The ongoing spate of Internet reports of unusual deaths, both real and fictional, might lead some to believe extraordinary modes of demise are a recent phenomenon. Nothing could be further from the truth -- the Grim Reaper has always found incredible methods of ending human life.

One such instance took place in 1814 in London. On October 17 of that year, a rupture in a brewery tank containing 3,500 barrels of beer caused a flood of fatal proportions in the London parish of St. Giles. The wave of beer swept victims off their feet, dashed them against walls, and buried them under debris. Two houses were demolished in the sea of beer suddenly loosed upon town, and nine people lost their lives in the flood of suds.

Crash Overload
for thoes who check for the picture attachment thingy.....

gabimr2
hahaahahhalaughing I love garfield!!love

Crash Overload
A Little Boost on the first page.....

Koala MeatPie
You Know, Every Time I check the "Who's Online" there is always somebody That is Viewing One Of my Threads.

Bloigen
Originally posted by Koala MeatPie
You Know, Every Time I check the "Who's Online" there is always somebody That is Viewing One Of my Threads.

I always wonder why some people read these threads...

rickyduck
Originally posted by Koala MeatPie
You Know, Every Time I check the "Who's Online" there is always somebody That is Viewing One Of my Threads.

thats cos u have loads

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