February | 2009 | clusterflock

Dear Clusterflock

I am still laughing at the exchange heard between two fighting girls in a bar parking lot last night. While being restrained by her friends, Girl A yells at Girl B:

“Oh Ya! Well you don’t know shit about the devil….. BITCH!!”

February 1, 2009 | Filed Under alcohol, awesome, comedy, humans, humor, quotes, religion | posted by Christopher Walken | 6 Comments

dear clusterflock

Super Bowl predictions.

February 1, 2009 | Filed Under dear clusterflock, sports | posted by Deron Bauman | 15 Comments

Google blacklists entire internet

This revealing little incident happened yesterday. Put down to ‘human error’ of course, every single page in the internet was listed as “This site may harm your computer”. Peculiarly enough, though:

Google’s paid search results appeared not to have been affected.

February 1, 2009 | Filed Under humans, internet, odd | posted by Lucy Foley | 1 Comment

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