Florida State Seminoles

[AlabamAlum]

Looks like Skittles and Arizona tea + cough syrup is a thing:


http://therealrevo.com/blog/?p=75112

[Jungle Rat]

I have a hot tea and a York Peppermint Patty on my desk now.

No kidding

[eCat]

Looks like Skittles and Arizona tea + cough syrup is a thing:


http://therealrevo.com/blog/?p=75112

holy shit

[AlabamAlum]

Of course, to be fair, that was posted after TM was shot. To exclude invention, you would need a source from before the shooting.

[Bklyn]

I think the child of his father's girlfriend asked for the candy. The tea was for him.

[hedge]

Tea used to be a euphemism for marijuana...

[Bklyn]

He did like his weed.

[Jungle Rat]

http://www.npr.org/blogs/itsallpolitics ... t=1&f=1001

[eCat]

dude is straight up crazy

http://www.telegraph.co.uk/news/worldne ... squad.html

[hedge]

"Kim Jong-un's ex-lover 'executed by firing squad'"

Is his name really Jong-un, or is that redneck Korean for "young 'un"?

[hedge]

Damn, Young 'Un don't play...

"All 12 were machine-gunned three days later, with other members of North Korea's most famous pop groups and their immediate families forced to watch. The onlookers were then sent to prison camps, victims of the regime's assumption of guilt by association, the reports stated. "

[eCat]

He thinks he is William Munnie!

5 minutes of awesomeness

[sardis]

Strang political bedfellows on this Syrian issue.

http://www.nytimes.com/2013/08/30/us/po ... ml?hp&_r=0

[Bklyn]

They'd been high all weekend long — on Ecstasy, coke, mushrooms and acid — so there seemed little harm in doing one last bump of Special K while they packed up to leave their $5,000-a-night duplex in South Beach. For the past three days, the three friends had barely bothered leaving their hotel, as a dozen club kids in town for Winter Music Conference, the annual festival that draws DJs and ravers from all over the world, flocked to their luxury suite to partake of the drug smorgasbord laid out on the coffee table. But even stoned on industrial-grade horse tranquilizers, Albert Gonzalez remained focused on business — checking his laptop constantly, keeping tabs on the rogue operators he employed in Turkey and Latvia and China, pushing, haranguing, issuing orders into his cellphone in a steady voice. "Let's see if this Russian asshole has what I need," he'd say calmly. Then he would help himself to glass plates of powder, each thoughtfully cut into letters for easy identification: "E" for Ecstasy, "C" for coke.

As Albert's criminal empire grew, he began to indulge in the lifestyle of a minimogul — and he wanted his friends to share in all the debauched experience that his new wealth allowed. In 2005, Albert and his crew made their first trip to Winter Music Conference in South Beach, where they hit the Miami clubs. But the scene annoyed them: Bouncers with attitudes, waiting in line for drinks, sneaking into the bathroom to do drugs — it seemed beneath them. "We didn't want to rub up against the prickly shaved forearms of the guidos," recalls Stephen. "Even though there's great music, the crowd is garbage, people that look like fucking Ronnie and J-WOWW from Jersey Shore."

So when the friends headed back to South Beach the following year, it was with a different mind-set: They were finished partying with the masses. Now that they had money, they could control their own reality, and design it to their exacting standards. They booked a top-of-the-line suite at the Loews and stayed in all weekend, fortifying themselves with "magic milkshakes" — an insane concoction of cookies-and-cream Häagen-Dazs, skim milk, Ecstasy, mushrooms and LSD. Albert and his crew had long since left weed behind, finding it dull and unrewarding (though they kept a stash of top-quality bud for the girls who passed through their suite). These days, they were seeking the most intense drug experience possible, spinning the wheel of chemical roulette and hoping it landed them at some new, more advanced level of perception.

Even when warning signs appeared, Albert brushed them off. He might have been the world's leading cybercriminal, but he was also a federal informant, pulling down a paycheck from the U.S. government; he knew from firsthand experience that the feds were tripping over their own feet when it came to catching hackers. One day in March 2008, Albert and Patrick were on their way back from a recon mission at a Miami big-box store when Albert, speeding down the highway in his BMW with D. Ramirez on the stereo, suddenly turned the music down.

"Yo, I think we're being followed," Albert said, eyes on the rearview mirror. Patrick laughed nervously in disbelief, but as Albert slowed for their exit, the faded-gold Camaro several car lengths behind them exited too. Albert drove down a street with two right-hand turning lanes and pulled in behind a bus that was making a stop. "If they get behind us now," he said, "they're definitely tailing us." The car slowly pulled behind them.

http://www.rollingstone.com/culture/new ... print=true

[eCat]

brilliant hackers, lousy criminals.

[Jungle Rat]

good read

[sardis]

Looks like now congress will back the bombing....I guess we'll never learn.

http://www.foxnews.com/politics/2013/09 ... -on-syria/

[eCat]

Looks like now congress will back the bombing....I guess we'll never learn.

http://www.foxnews.com/politics/2013/09 ... -on-syria/

don't you love a government that sees the majority of the people are against something and decides to do it anyways?

who keeps voting for these leaders?

[Jungle Rat]

BRM

[BigRedMan]

Nope, I voted anything NOT a Democrat or Republican.