But if it's a highjacking, might as well just skip the mask. Waisz fucked around with this message on 12-11-2004 at 08:00 PM.
quote:
Waisz had this to say about Robocop:
- The plane has depressurized at a high altitude, the masks deploy, you put yours on, the pilot gets the plane to a safe altitude and then lands with few to no casualties. Because of the oxygen, you suffer no brain damage.
Yeah that happens all the time. Even in this case you'd just pass out.
Now I remember why I had you on ignore. Maradon! fucked around with this message on 12-11-2004 at 08:01 PM.
quote:
The logic train ran off the tracks when Maradon! said:
Yeah that happens all the time. Even in this case you'd just pass out.Now I remember why I had you on ignore.
It's not impossible. 
Lashanna fucked around with this message on 12-11-2004 at 08:09 PM.
quote:
Maradon! had this to say about pies:
Yeah that happens all the time. Even in this case you'd just pass out.Now I remember why I had you on ignore.
uh
It's not something people hear about.
quote:
Sean spewed forth this undeniable truth:
Oxygen gets you high. In a catastrophic emergency, you're taking giant, panic breaths. Suddenly, you become euphoric. Docile. You accept your fate. Emergency water landing, six hundred miles an hour. Blank faces, calm as Hindu cows.
I recall having a drawn out discussion with Bloodsage where he basically proved this wrong.
quote:
Maradon! had this to say about Optimus Prime:
I recall having a drawn out discussion with Bloodsage where he basically proved this wrong.
What was that, the oxygen bar thread?
The oxygen coming to those masks is vaporized LOX, which is then mixed with normal air. You arent getting high off of it, it is quite similar to what you breathe normally. Besides, high amounts of oxygen taken in so fast is poisonous.
Surprise of surprises, pilots have their own masks in the cabin. They put theirs on, and that gives them the extra time to either guide the plane to a relatively safe crash-land, or to make a water landing where the passengers would not be jarred as much as say, an uncontrolled landing.
Passengers can decide not to put masks on, and in the event that oxygen becomes so thin as to cause them to pass out, then they are SOL when it comes to evacuating the plane. Most people would be too panicked in leaving a downed aircraft to remember to help anyone except their own children or family members.
So yes, in case the aircraft DOES head down in a fiery blaze of glory, passing out a few minutes prior would keep you from feeling the pain of death. But keeping conscious will help ensure your continued survival.
quote:
Azakias had this to say about Punky Brewster:
.
none of that logic in this thread!
quote:
Sean wrote this in the snow with their pee:
Oxygen gets you high. In a catastrophic emergency, you're taking giant, panic breaths. Suddenly, you become euphoric. Docile. You accept your fate. Emergency water landing, six hundred miles an hour. Blank faces, calm as Hindu cows.
That made my day ^_^ 
Not a very good joke apparently. Maradon! fucked around with this message on 12-11-2004 at 08:36 PM.
quote:
Maradon! had this to say about Duck Tales:
Not a very good joke apparently.
No. You just told it very, very poorly. 
quote:
Maradon! had this to say about Robocop:
For the love of crap people I realize that you're not going to die every freaking time the cabin depressurizes. My post was a joke on how frequently everyone does die when the cabin depressurizes. I actually stole the idea from a standup comic.Not a very good joke apparently.
Sorry man. 
If I had recognized it as a joke or ever heard the skit, I wouldnt have broken out Aircraft 101 on you.
quote:
Maradon! had this to say about Matthew Broderick:
Not a very good joke apparently.
Eigonvouch for that! 
quote:
We were all impressed when Sean wrote:
Oxygen gets you high. In a catastrophic emergency, you're taking giant, panic breaths. Suddenly, you become euphoric. Docile. You accept your fate. Emergency water landing, six hundred miles an hour. Blank faces, calm as Hindu cows.
beat me to to it 
quote:
ACES! Another post by Maradon!:
Yeah that happens all the time. Even in this case you'd just pass out.Now I remember why I had you on ignore.
hahaha what
quote:
Liam had this to say about dark elf butts:
hahaha what
Jesus liam shut up, now I remember why I had you on ignore 
quote:
Suddar's fortune cookie read:
Jesus liam shut up, now I remember why I had you on ignore
Now I remember why I had YOU on ignore
quote:
A sleep deprived Delidgamond stammered:
Now I remember why I had YOU on ignore
In Soviet Russia, ignore has YOU!
Disclaimer: I'm just kidding, I love all living things.
The fastest draw in the Crest.
"The Internet is MY critical thinking course." -Maradon
"Gambling for the husband, an abortion for the wife and fireworks for the kids they chose to keep? Fuck you, Disneyland. The Pine Ridge Indian Reservation is the happiest place on Earth." -JooJooFlop
quote:
Gunslinger Moogle stopped beating up furries long enough to write:
In Soviet Russia, ignore has YOU!
*ignores Moogle*
This conundrum has perplexed me since my early gradeschool days when the nuns at my catholic private school would make meatball hoagies on the second and fourth mondays of the month.
I have nothing against either the taste or texture of the meatball hoagie, merely the procedure (or lack thereof) by which it is to be eaten. As you well know, a meatball hoagie consists of several spherical wads of tasty meat covered in sauce, all on a hoagie bun. The problem arises in the question of where to bite the bun.
As I see it, there are two approaches:
1) Attempt to segment off each meatball. This generally leads to me hacking my fucking brains out trying to chew and swallow far more meat and bread than my face can politely contain. In addition, the biting action tends to pull the bread down the curvature of the meatball, aided by the lubrication of the sauce, which increases tension between each ball resulting in either a sauce squirt or, devistatingly, meatball ejection.
2) Attempt to bite each meatball in half. This solves the "horking down too much food" issue, but presents it's own set of problems. When you bite down on the meatball through the bread, the ball tends to compress rather than split. Once that's done, you've got a saucy, meaty newton's cradle waiting to happen. You attempt to brace in the meatball with your hand, but you're too slow. Your hand succeeds only in altering the trajectory of the meatball as it leaves a marinara streak across your palm and continues on, slamming into the face of your friend Pat, most of it's saucy lubrication stripped away the friction is enough to rip off half of her moustache hair but it's velocity is such that it doesn't even hesitate as it continues across the room and banks off of a drainage pipe, hits the ceiling, bounces on the floor (leaving the last remnants of it's sauce in a starburst pattern) and flies, at roughly 60 feet per second, directly up the skirt of Muriel, the nun in charge of cafeteria operations. The police show up with alarming speed and you barely have enough time to wonder who called them and what, exactly, they told the dispatcher on the phone when you've been handcuffed and carted out the front door and thrown into an ambulance for some reason. As you lay there in your straight jacket, Muriel, looking sly, peeks around the door to the ambulance and hands you her phone number, but she's pushing fourty and you're only eleven so it doesn't do much to brighten the situation. Maradon! fucked around with this message on 12-12-2004 at 10:06 PM.
quote:
This insanity brought to you by Mr. Gainsborough:
*ignores Moogle*
Did anyone hear something? I could have sworn I heard something...
Make sure you compress the top with one hand and close off the back with the other. Pretend you're working the shaft and cupping the balls, respectively. Make sure the bread/cheese/meatball matrix is essentially level. This means biting the sides of the bread down to even things out, as only the those who can unhinge their jaw can ever hope to get a clean single bite off your standard meatball hoagie.
Now the two schools of thought deviate here. Bite top-down or side-side? I hold to the former, as it lets you line your teeth up with the meatbal directly, and gives you an almost immediate grip and control on the meatball. Side-side biting usually results in the meatball squirting into your mouth in toto, like so much bovine jism.
If you line up your bite so your teeth are perpendicular to the top of the meatball, you're in good shape to get a clean bite. Enjoy, clean up the edges so your matrix is level again, and repeat for the final half. Continue to the end, making sure to occasionally fellate off the extra sauce/cheese drippings.
And don't forget to cup the balls, for fuck's sake. We're not hosting an intergalactic kegger.
Under capitalism, man exploits man. Under communism, it's just the opposite. - John Kenneth Galbraith
quote:
Maradon! still thinks SARS jokes are topical, as evidenced by:
And that's the last time I'll ever eat a meatball hoagie.
But the first time you'll go out of your way to buy one for a girl.
Just make sure you emphasize cupping the balls! You don't matter! In fact, in about twenty seconds, you're not even going to be matter!
Maradon has random thoughts, I randomly regurgitate lines from Men In Black.
Under capitalism, man exploits man. Under communism, it's just the opposite. - John Kenneth Galbraith
What IS that smell anyway?
quote:
Maradon! wrote, obviously thinking too hard:
You know how when you get punched in the nose, or smacked in the face real hard, how you smell that certain smell that you only smell when you get punched in the nose or smacked in the face with something real hard?What IS that smell anyway?
Blood?
quote:
JooJooFlop was naked while typing this:
Blood?
It doesn't smell like blood and my nose doesn't bleed!
It just smells funny. Sorta like soil and old, used motor oil. It only lasts for a second or so.
Shit I thought this happened to everyone.
quote:
Maradon! had this to say about Matthew Broderick:
It doesn't smell like blood and my nose doesn't bleed!It just smells funny. Sorta like soil and old, used motor oil. It only lasts for a second or so.
Shit I thought this happened to everyone.
Sounds like minor brain damage to me. Seriously.
Poke the right part of your brain with a needle and you'll smell hamburger, or so I've heard tell.
quote:
Maradon! had this to say about Knight Rider:
I doubt it's brain related. If I punch my own nose at an angle such that it doesn't jar my brain at all, I still smell it.
Dude. We need photograpic proof of this.
quote:
And now, we sprinkle Delphi Aegis liberally with Old Spice!
Dude. We need photograpic proof of this.
How do you photograph a smell? That's like drawing dignity.
Infinite technology from all over the universe and we drive around in a Ford P.O.S.
Under capitalism, man exploits man. Under communism, it's just the opposite. - John Kenneth Galbraith
quote:
Karnaj wrote, obviously thinking too hard:
How do you photograph a smell? That's like drawing dignity.Infinite technology from all over the universe and we drive around in a Ford P.O.S.
Technically, a very small, very hi-resolution camera could capture the chemical reaction for smell in the picture.
quote:
Waisz wrote, obviously thinking too hard:
Technically, a very small, very hi-resolution camera could capture the chemical reaction for smell in the picture.
it'd have to be a microscopic subdermal camera
