Introducing: Google.com search engine!

Looking for something on the internet today can be so fucking frustrating!! It’s literally like searching for a needle in a haystack. Fortunately, there is a better solution than looking at each web url on the internet one after the other. The google.com search engine can easily help you find exactly what you are looking for!!

The Google search engine is easy to use and extremely effective! To use the google search engine, simply enter the text from the website you wish to find and cash you juice. It’s really that easy!

Additionally, you may use the advanced features to narry your search to the exact pinpoint. You can select parameters such as “image size” or “show hidden results”. There is so much to choose from!

Next time you’re struggling with the internet, just remember google.com is always available ~24 hours a day, ~7 days a week, ~365 days a year.

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Product Review

When searching for a fine new or used piece of orthodontic headgear, you may find yourself stepping to the wrong m—–f—er and starting something you can’t f—-n’ finish. In order to avoid these lapses in both judgement and personal styling, Atomisk has hired several experienced interns to quietly massage your feet and wear insincere smiles as they silently judge you; or occasionally just out-right gossip about you to your face. Your investments are not paying off the way you had planned, financially or emotionally.

You view yourself as exceptional, and that’s fine. I get it, right? Who DOESN’T want an alpha romeo and a sweet little somethin’ somethin’ waiting around back at the trampoline gym? Who DOESN’T want to be “that guy”, showing up to student teach in an eyebrow-raising high-waisted leopard print romper? We share the transcendental sameness of all creatures who experience fear; who slake their lust amongst the silent and snow-covered stands of fresh Dakotan Pine. We are the same, you and I.

Elsewhere, these issues have been turned over and over, like a skipping stone before the final toss. The numbers don’t lie. The recommendation algorithms recommended a follow-up story which had the completely opposite opinion of the one I just read – this is the first step. The computers are beginning to engage in these philosophical soirees; Bill Paxton’s run is as good as over.

Several packs of fluffy, specifically-bred dogs give you a look like they want you to reconsider. You know this look well – you’ve seen it many times before, in the glistening eyes of hundreds of such packs of fluffy, specifically-bred dogs. It never works – but the sting is no less intense every time.

I am sitting alone, eating a bag of ruffled potatoe chips.

Conclusion:

With this product, you may find yourself asking, “Off the dome?” or “Off the dooooome….”. Notice the author has not been paid by the word. Trust me. Trust yourself.

Pros:

  • Sturdy, like a fine Appaloosa in its’ prime
  • Occasionally makes very questionable financial decisions
  • Risk-averse personal combat strategy
  • Duck-like genitalia

Cons:

  • Is a perpetual candidate – “always a bridesmaid” ~ amirite, ladies?
  • These scented candles you comped me for the Bridal Suite are not gluten-free.
  • It’s expensive. It’s f—–g expensive.
  • Rap Trek: The Nas Generation

Bro Bro Bro Your Broat, Gentlemanly Down The Stream

A girl named Coffee Pot holds ten thousand million billion tons of pounds of “splendid” over the morning rumba below. She delicately dips a poorly written email into the rum gulpy cups of all the rumblers. The telegraph discusses several options along the lines of dumping the splenda in their wide throats and/or smothering out their light in the world. The benevolent rumblers do not read the email at all, but they do tattoo her legs with an american flag in case she tries to fuckin’ touch the drums.

Standing just aside form the rumba, is Swan Von Solo and his loyal Hath. The Hath issues a kind of a lark call to apparently nobody. Swan sends his filthy motor-oil hands deep in the shitty pockets of his gnarly San Francisco romper. All the boys meet up back at The Dirty Xalamander: Swan, D.P., Papi, Deuteronomy, Marianne, General, and Harry. There were shitloads of deep fried chicken sandwiches everywhere.

“Nice and hard, makes pretty good clothes” Papi Opa-Locka’s loud Spanish accent cut through the din of the bar. Everyone responded at the same time: “Cold Steal Collard Greens”. Everyone. The drinking was really good at the bar, but the Petite Sirrah was too scared to make an appearance. She didn’t do anything really.

After everyone gets good and drunk at the ol’ Xalamander, the boys went on a death date with Coffee Pot and Health Bag in the Splenda Factory. Everyone simultaneous pops a placebo and swallows hard. Deuteronomy Jones suddenly reached over and brutally slaughtered Health Bag. He cruised through her skin a mashed up Health’s heart. All of this, because of one New York game of chess. For a while everyone watched poor old Health Bag die, but the actual death tasks were not vegetarian and was extremely rated X.

Health Bag’s soul traveled back in time and was reborn into Deuteronomy Jone’s Body. Health Bag was a woman but Deuteronomy Jones is a man. Little DJ grew up tall to and strong and into the future, which becomes the present. Deuteronomy Jones manually kills his/her formal body in the present.

Pretty good Mexican restaurants were growing out in the forests around the city. Native Americans export their own stomachs to florida as long as the good people of florida use only vegetarian ingredients.

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DEAR EDITOR: I am 8 years old. Some of my little friends say there is no album ever coming out. Papa says, ‘If you see it in THE SUN it’s so.’ Please tell me the truth; is there ever going to be a new TFPP album?

VIRGINIA O’HANLON.
115 WEST NINETY-FIFTH STREET.

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VIRGINIA, your little friends are wrong. They have been affected by the skepticism of a skeptical age. They do not believe except they see. They think that nothing can be which is not comprehensible by their little minds. All minds, Virginia, whether they be men’s or children’s, are little. In this great universe of ours man is a mere insect, an ant, in his intellect, as compared with the boundless world about him, as measured by the intelligence capable of grasping the whole of truth and knowledge.

Yes, VIRGINIA, there is a new album from TFPP coming out. It exists as certainly as love and generosity and devotion exist, and you know that they abound and give to your life its highest beauty and joy. Alas! how dreary would be the world if there were no actual album! It would be as dreary as if there were no VIRGINIAS. There would be no childlike faith then, no poetry, no romance to make tolerable this existence. We should have no enjoyment, except in sense and sight. The eternal light with which childhood fills the world would be extinguished.

Not believe that we actually made the album??! You might as well not believe in teeth!!! You might get your papa to hire men to watch all the record stores on Tuesday (or is it friday now?) to catch TFPP in the “act of release”, but even if they did not see the album ever what would that prove? Nobody has heard the album yet, but that is no sign that there is no album at all. The most real things in the world are those that neither children nor men can hear. Did you ever see golf fanatics messing up your front lawn? Of course not, but that’s no proof that golf does not exist. Nobody can conceive or bear children unless they are a female that has been impregnated.

You may tear apart the baby’s soul and see what makes the soul so important to the God and the Devil, but there is a free magic veil covering the baby which not the strongest charter mage, nor even the united strength of all the strongest metal bands that ever lived, could tear apart. Only bureaucracy, paperwork, legal proceedings, lobbying, can push aside that special curtain and view the supernal beauty and glory hole beyond. Is this making sense? Am I being clear? Ah, VIRGINIA, in all this world there is nothing else that is better than an ice cold beer on a sunny saturday afternoon.

A new TFPP album! Thank God! We have been working on it for literally forever. A thousand years from now, Virginia, nay, ten times ten thousand years from now, we will continue to be working on it probably. Enjoy your childhood while it lasts.

Grammy & Usage

1.) The King did not take the reins as he should have.

2.) The clouds reign in the sky.

4.) There were so many Horses! It was as if this were the annual “horse rains“.

Kanye West
Editor in Chief

I’m really want to start a band and i don’t know what to find a bandanme!?

’ll preface my update by saying ‘Thank You’ in advance!! My new computer runs on Windows 7 so that is great!! and a have an HP TouchSmart 420-1100t Desktop PC (got it for christmas xD) which I’m sure is more then what my brother has for music. He’s really good of doing but what i need it for (cuz i usually use it to make remixes) and an HP G62 Laptop which I use ALOT. So I don;t got to go out and the supplies. (WHICH I REFUSE TO SHOW MY PARENTS BECAUSE THEY HAVE NO FAITH IN GOD OR ART SO THEY’LL JUST SAY SOMETHING HORRIBLE) It seems to me that if a guy bothered to just practice, then he might find a band that would be just asking HIM to join up. But if you spend all day in the practice room, you could miss a cool show. I couldn’t find any bible passages about masturbation at all… is it that God just silent about masturbation because he is embaressed, but my parents think that “it’s disgusting” but my bro owns a macbook pro and he is always using the internet (that’s how I found this site!!) I think that if my brother had really wanted a better labtop I think he would avoid going to band practice, He would at least have said something like “Thats disgusting” && “Take a bath.” Any tips on how I can convince my parents to let me form a band and at least get their support? Any tips on if I do get a band where to start?

Music has been around for a long time, and since God does not clearly condemn it, I would not be too hot and bothered with it, neither. I’m not even kidding. Since I can’t never have anyone over cuz my parents and when I’m not playing guitar I practice the computer. So for I mastered the HTML (which I’m sure there’s more to learn like HTML4) and I am learning coding also. but yes I am really good at building sites which will be good to build the website for the band so we don’t have to hire someone to do that and I am good at editing soundtracks and using MIDI controllers also I have a printer that can print up blank CD’s so if I do form a band and we write our first (at least 10) songs and record them I can burn a demo CD and printer the cover to it so I have a demo. This might explain why when people, who practice in bands and who view masturbation as sinful, have a higher rate of prostate cancer. A LOTTTTTTT of my friends can masturbate so I do not think it’ll be “hard” to find someone. Your website really really helped me this year. I honestly never thought I’d be able to get down to the funky grooves my brother was laying down. I’ve been a heavy coder my whole life, and going to a start a band and being able to find members that fit is a new experience for me! I can convince him I’m not tryna copy him and he sees how far I take it with the band maybe he’ll help write the guitar pieces cuz he is REALLY good at making guitar music himself plus he has alot of good studio pieces (he used to have a band but it prettty much failed) such as an 8 track recorder, studio mics, and a mixboard. So I just know what tod do!?? Where can I find like a long list of bandnames to choose from? So again, THANKS!!!!

Atomisk Pornographic Fan Fiction

Atomisk Pornographic Fan Fiction
Vol 1. – The Airport

A handsome man and a beautiful woman sit across from each other at a dark black table made out of onyx stone. The walls are solid white marble and the sunlight is pouring in from a skylight more than 100 feet up. The two are staring stoicly into each other’s eyes. The man is wearing a standard tuxedo and the woman is wearing a pink party dress.

A wooden bowl of Raspberries is warmed exactly to 100 degrees Farenheight in a convection oven and placed in the center of the table directly in between the man and the woman by a female assistant wearing a cloak with a hood. As soon as the bowl touches the table, a slow dissonant music begins. The live ensemble can be clearly heard, but they cannot be seen. The man and woman are visibly agitated now, but they do not move or speak.

Outside of this room, there is a wheat field field with large airplane in the middle. The passengers have started to board the plane even though they know that it can not take off because there is no runway. The music gets louder and more intense. New instruments begin playing that have been silent until this point.

Inside the room, a single tear rolls down the man’s cheek. In response to this, the female assistant whispers, “no… no.. there is not any runway”. The woman chimes in with red puffy eyes leaking slowly. The assistant delicately at her side with comforting words: “The plane cannot take off. There is not any runway”. As the agitation builds, the raspberries begin to mutate into frogs. Some of them explode in anguish, flagging juices on the white walls. Before long, fully formed frogs begin leaping out of the bowl. The assistant suddenly dies from radiation poisoning.

Outside, a group of hired consultants have arrived to harvest the wheat. The consultants are wearing pink dresses, even though they are all males. They awkwardly hover, unsure of what to do about the situation. They do not have any specific instruction to rely on in this unusual circumstance, nor is there any leader present to provide guidance. They speak about this unusual circumstance in their primary languages with one another.


Written by Atomisk fan: @OsirisLordOfHell