Missing Flight MH370. Time to mention the UFO word?
Here at XenoxNews.com we have been documenting the increasing frequency of Alien visitations to our planet...
From people’s backyards to the hotly contested border of the Koreas. XenoxNews.com has provided the Internet public with clear and accurate information that indicates Aliens are visiting our planet now, and visiting in greater than ever numbers.
Getting bored with scaring Darwin hillbillys, is the Alien instead stealing airplanes from the sky?
Now with flight MH370 disappearing without a trace whispers are beginning to emerge that this mystery may have been due to an Alien interception on a grand scale. It has happened before in this part of the world, maybe it has happened again.
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NAME OF MY CAR
A car often becomes a fairly long term companion. Despite being a mechanical object each car I have owned appears to develop a personality unique unto itself.
So I have taken to giving each of my acquired cars a name of their own. (noting that I have only ever owned one car at a time)
Having filled you in on some of my thoughts regarding my mechanical companions I have been deliberating on a new name for my current acquisition, and am pleased to advise that I have settled on a suitable name.
The roar of the vibrant green melons of productivity
A bestial perversion emerged from the ocean of nocturnal imagery. With horrible, gloating eyes, its neural tangle of non-orthogonal pathology, cut into the immaculate equilibrium of innocence, in cold blood. This was the work of a sentimental idiot, befouled by its failure to reach into the fragile philosophic flesh where the tribulations of life fade into concepts of universal blasphemy.
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Pirate Hunting - HOT DAMN!!!!
The sixteen vestal vibrations of gross environmental destruction: An adventure
of fake dung, Lust and Futility set sail around
the garbage bins of national vainglory, human
abnormality, egoism, individualism, and despair,
while their thoughts become sprinkled with the
ever-growing notion that the bitter joy of
improvised disorganization and delusion can
sometimes be quite beautiful. They had never heard
of Costello Howard, potentate of the terminal
stage of technological rationality and his
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