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Load up on guns
Bring your friends
Its fun to lose
And to pretend
Shes overboard
Myself assured
I know I know
A dirty word
Hello (x 16)
With the lights out its less dangerous
Here we are now
Entertain us
I feel stupid and contagious
Here we are now
Entertain us
A mulatto
An albino
A mosquito
My libido
Yea
Im worse at what I do best
And for this gift I feel blessed
Our little group has always been
And always will until the end
Hello (x 16)
With the lights out its less dangerous
Here we are now
Entertain us
I feel stupid and contagious
Here we are now
Entertain us
A mulatto
An albino
A mosquito
My libido
Yea
And I forget
Just what it takes
And yet I guess it makes me smile
I found it hard
Its hard to find
Oh well, whatever, nevermind
Hello (x 16)
With the lights out its less dangerous
Here we are now
Entertain us
I feel stupid and contagious
Here we are now
Entertain us
A mulatto
An albino
A mosquito
My libido
Yea
This is going to totally mess with the calibration on my smelloscope.
you’ve almost caught up with the last week of BoingBoing and WarrenEllis.com
Anyway, are we to assume that rocket scientists are really this stupid? To think that space actually smells like something, and that there’s not any other reasonable explanation for these smells? Like say, the one raised in the comments of the article:
“Isn’t the smell just the smell of the space suit after being bombarded with raw sunlight and gamma radiation? Not surprised it smells cooked in every way. So this isn’t about the smell of space, but the smell of exposure to it.”
In space, no one can smell a thing…
in other words, it smells like Kansas in August…
Actually, space doesn’t smell.
The particle density is too low and your nose would bleed while smelling it, before your eyeballs and head exploded.
Now, the vapor trail from the space shuttle – that might smell, if you sniffed the accretion to the outer surface of the suit which acted as an attractant. But then, sticking your head under the rocket nozzles on the Saturn rocket would do the same thing (well, except for the fact your head would burn up).
What the heck are rocket scientists doing up in space – I thought we had astronauts and space scientists to do that?
Just plain fried steak, or chicken-fried steak? I’m dying to know.