Words can never describe how.. how very... how very something that image is.
From the ever-wonderful Ectoplasmosis!
September 2008 Archives
If you're a BT Internet customer you may see a page like this come up in the next few days while you browse the Internub:
My advice to you would be to say 'no' and keep saying 'no' until you've changed your Internet service provider. Regardless of whether you say yes or no, if that page has appeared at any point then all un-encrypted HTTP (web) data you request on the Internet will be sent through Phorm's systems.
What's the problem with that? Phorm used to be known as 121media - peddlers of spyware, rootkits and all kinds of nasty shit, and BT is sending them every link you click, and every page you view.
Make you feel all warm and fuzzy? No. Me neither.
More at Dephormation, BadPhorm, and NoDPI.
The arches has long been the venue of choice if you want to go out and get completely fucked.
Apparently, some took this more literally than others.
I want to know who exactly goes to a night called 'Burly', then complains to the police after witnessing indecent acts. That's kind of the point, isn't it?
Next we'll be having Inside Out punters complaining that the music's really loud in there, or that there's people taking drugs.
Evening all. Long time.
David Blaine hanging upside down? I think El Reg says it best: a twatdangle.
Just string the weird fucker up, upside down or otherwise, and leave him there.
Update: There's now a twatdangle website.
