Winning the Nobel Prize with Bull Shit!

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To divide a quentile you must disect it it at the midpoint where the odic meets the nucleus. The photons should erupt into three sections. when placed under a microscope one will notice that these groups morph into three different colours. red blue and green. when the red section is exposed to intense radiation it becomes yellow, and can then be mixed with either of the other groups. when mixed with the blue group it becomes purple and takes on a solid state. it must then be melted down, and combined with the green group.
Once this is done it will form a fine white liuid. simply heat the liquid amd drop a simple block of lead into the the heated liquid and it will foam up and become drinkable. when ingested it can be used as a rememdy for many diseases that were once uncurable, and it can also, "enhance" both men and women.

So do you guys think i might have a shot at the prize?

― ((Censored)) ((Censored)), Wednesday, 9 November 2005 06:10 (nineteen years ago)

Define "at".

― Aimless (Aimless), Wednesday, 9 November 2005 19:51 (nineteen years ago)

From the right perch and with the right scope, you might get off one round. Maybe two.

― M. White (Miguelito), Wednesday, 9 November 2005 21:10 (nineteen years ago)

Does the foregoing concoction work for people who are colour blind?

― Zen Clown, Wednesday, 9 November 2005 21:32 (nineteen years ago)

Are you going for all the Nobel prizes or a specific one?

― MSW (MSW), Wednesday, 9 November 2005 22:29 (nineteen years ago)

Someone once told me that they were giving a prize for idiocy.

In anticipation, I wrote an acceptance speech.

― Zen Clown, Thursday, 10 November 2005 01:22 (nineteen years ago)

I suspect that it depends upon your archery skills

these can always be honed

so possibly
tho you would perhaps need an armour piercing tip, as I do believe the nobel prize is metallic of construction.

― StrangeDays (StrangeDays), Thursday, 10 November 2005 04:28 (nineteen years ago)

Back to your homework, young lady, or no ice cream for you...

― Zen Clown, Thursday, 10 November 2005 06:21 (nineteen years ago)

Can we still pour over some chocolate sauce? Please PLEASE PLEEEEASE

― Geoffrey Judge ( Ivor Feltersnatch), Thursday, 10 November 2005 12:34 (nineteen years ago)

Very well, but you MUST keep your trousers on and the dogs chained.
The neighbors are still traumatized from your exploits of the past.

― Zen Clown, Thursday, 10 November 2005 12:47 (nineteen years ago)

I want to hear this acceptance speech. Care to give a preview?

― MSW (MSW), Thursday, 10 November 2005 19:36 (nineteen years ago)

"Ladies and Germs." *snicker, snicker, guffaw, guffaw, wipes tears from eyes*
"I stand before you today, because if I stood behind you, you couldn't see me." *snicker, snicker, guffaw, guffaw, wipes slobber from chin.*
This, of course is just the best part. The whole thing, like my sexual performance, takes a full 90 seconds.

*drops trousers*

― Zen Clown, Thursday, 10 November 2005 22:43 (nineteen years ago)

Zen, I mean this in all seriousness. The next time you drop your trousers I am moderating every post you make out of existence. I'm doing this for the children, whoever they are.

― Matt (Matt), Friday, 11 November 2005 00:25 (nineteen years ago)

essay complete

no morons were harmed in the writing of this essay

Alas, I can't say the same for the children

― StrangeDays (StrangeDays), Friday, 11 November 2005 04:32 (nineteen years ago)

Shiver me timbers; Such threats. Zen is the moron children, you fools.

― MSW (MSW), Friday, 11 November 2005 20:01 (nineteen years ago)

*FULL MONTY*

― Zen Clown, Sunday, 13 November 2005 10:53 (nineteen years ago)

Damn...the humiliation of a misspelled comeback...

I hate you, Matt...

May the rats eat your mail, may your testicles fail, may your wife run away with a hippie.

Hey...You know I'm just kidding about all that.

I'm afraid, however, I couldn't supress a snicker if you stubbed your toe.

― Zen C;own, Sunday, 13 November 2005 11:24 (nineteen years ago)

Just taunt Matt that your quintile is higher than his quintile. That should slow him down a moment or two.

― Aimless (Aimless), Monday, 14 November 2005 06:47 (nineteen years ago)

Quintile? QUINTILE?

Jesus Christ on a bicycle, Aimless. I wish you would use words that a mid-American mouth breather can understand. You know, words like "cow" or "chicken".

I'll be damned if I can see how five tiles can serve any purpose.

― Zen Clown, Monday, 14 November 2005 07:35 (nineteen years ago)

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