Reminds me of that memorable day I nearly knocked myself out shooting a .357 magnum. Good thing I wore a helmet.
Cobrachicken
joined 2 years ago
Porn.
I remember using a flatbed scanner then overlay the image in inkscape, scaling according to the scanned ruler. Don't remember which menus there exactly, though. Was somewhat longish ago.
Switch off JavaScript. Here's the gist if you don't want to: "Torpedo Tessies were far more commonly known as torpedo juice, the legendary liquor of World War II servicemen. The name had a literal origin. As of the beginning of World War II, American torpedoes utilized 180-proof ethyl alcohol as fuel for the miniature steam engines that drove them toward their targets. Lacking consistent access to liquor, opportunistic sailors occasionally drained the torpedoes of their alcohol and mixed it with something to cut the strength. The practice existed before the 1940s, albeit quietly, almost an institutional secret. With the rapid expansion of the Navy during the war, torpedo juice exploded in popularity and quickly became public knowledge. As a result, it is inextricably linked to World War II lore."
Mein Favorit: Hagen Vorhoelle.
"Ich führe seither eine Liste von Lebensmitteln, die mir nicht mehr ins Haus kommen, wenn meine Kinder ausgezogen sind: Bananen. Muffins. Fischstäbchen." Jau.
You might assume that was just a trigger, first thing that came to their mind, as they said.
Gibts dafuer standardisierte Omas, oder wird immer die gleiche Oma verwendet, um das zu messen?
I'm dreading their outcome...
Ah sorry this is "conservative". Do what you want, I'll try not to comment any more. Like with those .ml tankies.
The paper this is from is verging to the extreme right. He grabbed her ass (which is not ok) and she stuck a knife in his heart (which is not ok) killing him. You're the one to judge. Or not. Or leave it to the judges.
A real army helmet.