As amazing as it may sound, we have the technology to drive our existing cars on water. I first heard of this some 4 to 6 years ago while watching a Discovery channel documentary on cars and the future of cars. I learned many interesting facts about the future of cars…cars that drive themselves, cars that will be able to mend themselves when dented or even change color on command, but by far the one thing I learned that day, that really stuck with me was the fact that there was a man in our own country who had learned to burn water for fuel.
Jimmy Klein was the real deal. I watched engrossed as this man took what looked like an ordinary blow torch and cut or burned several objects of varying size and materials, with far less effort than a traditional acetylene torch would entail. It was like he had trapped the sun at the tip of his torch and even more amazing was that the torch remained cool to the touch even while burning through a think slab of metal or iron. It wasn’t long after he made this amazing discovery that he applied the same principle to his car.
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Apparently, the answer to that question is…pretty fucking dumb. 21 year old Kelly Pickler, of American Idol rejection fame, might have single handedly proven every point I have ever made about the sad state of Americans today.


One evening last week, my girlfriend and I went to bed and things started to get passionate when suddenly she says, ‘I don’t feel like it, I just want you to hold me.’. I said, ‘WHAT??!! What was that?!’ So she says the words that every boyfriend on the planet dreads to hear… ‘You’re just not in touch with my emotional needs as a woman enough for me to satisfy your physical needs as a man.’ She responded to my puzzled look by saying, ‘Can’t you just love me for who I am and not what I do for you in the bedroom?’ Realizing that nothing was going to happen that night, I went to sleep.