Question #1:
Biohazard quest!! runescape help!!!!?
how do i get the plague sample to the guy in the rocking chair? like really ik how to get the vials in there but nothing is telling me about the sample and i need to get it in there! the guard will take it if i just walk in with it. does anyone know what im a talking about plezz i need help?Click Here
this is the guid i was using and its not help how do i get the plague sample in the place where the other 3 guys are?
Question #2:
Best friend is pregnant seems totally disinterested in this baby?
Is it my place to say something? She is due anyday, yet they have bought not the first thing. Not even a bed or anything. Their house is filthy...like biohazard filthy. They keep a bunch of animals inside and there are hairballs rolling around the size of tumbleweeds. The animals have soiled the carpet daily and there is 3 inches of dust and pet hair on every available surface that isn't covered in garbage or old food. The house reaks of pee, poop and moldy garbage. The smell will take your breath away. If she was a stranger...I would call CPS. Its THAT bad. As a mother, I feel an obligation to that baby even though shes not mine. I have never cared what kind of filth they chose to live in...I just didn't go over there. But that baby is helpless and God knows what kind of diseases he will have. I have offered to help her clean up before the baby gets here and she just makes excuses for why it has to wait until this day or that day. What do I do? Keep my mouth shut? Call CPS? Or just gradually distance myself from her until we no longer speak. I cannot stand idolly by while I feel a baby is being neglected. Its not even just the dirt. They genuinely care more for those stupid animals than this baby. I told her the pets have GOT to go outside and she said "the baby can deal with it". What a great mother. Advice??Question #3:
whats a good scene name for me?
its for myspace. it must start with,breezy
bree
or briana.
i was thinking something kinda like briana brutal.
or maybe breezy biohazard.
anybody have any ideas? they would help. thanx =D
Question #4:
Is it normal for my wife to feel this way about me and my issues?
Drinking heavily for about the last fifteen years of my life has apparently done some pretty wicked damage to my digestive tract and colon, and I’ve noticed over the span of about year that it’s getting progressively worse.My pooh used to be normal. You know the type of pooh that I’m talking about. It comes out in a solid mass, curls up in a nice little coil in the bowl, and closely resembles soft-serve ice cream. Your butt wipes clean with only a few, modest swipes, you flush, and the whole turd makes it’s escape from the bowl in it’s entirety and is deposited conveniently into the nearest sewage treatment facility.
The pooh I take now require therapy to recover from.
When I say that my poop has played a detrimental role in my marriage, I’m not exaggerating in the least. Now, let’s not make light of the fact that pooh , in any form, is pretty disgusting, but the pooh I’ve taken in the last few months could be considered a tier-three biohazard, and slightly elevate the nation’s terrorism threat level.
When I hit the crapper, it’s nothing short of a full-on, fecal explosion. There’s none of this sitting around for ten minutes and pushing like I’m trying to give birth, only to bear witness to a tiny chunk of crap that would make rabbit a turd look like a steaming pile of dog pooh. No, sir. When I pooh , the entire mass escapes my sphincter in a giant flood that requires only one, mighty push, and leaves me in an exhausted state with beads of sweat rolling gently off my forehead. It’s some nasty . pooh .
The thing that gets me about my recent pooh isn’t so much the procedure, but rather the consistency of the crap, itself. Gone are the days where my poop looked like a headless rattlesnake, curled up all snug and comfortable in its porcelain shelter. At this point in my life, my pooh closely resembles a giant puddle of mud, with corn chunks and small pieces of undigested red meat thrown in, to boot. And the pooh never fails to utilize every square inch of the bowl, leaving no sign of the white porcelain at the bottom. That’s some deep . pooh
And let’s not forget the odor.
I’ve seriously smelled decomposing corpses that carried with them a more pleasant aroma than the fecal matter that I’ve recently deposited. The stench that accompanies my pooh could literally strip varnish from antique furniture and would make an excellent tool for anyone with an occupation in the welding industry. It’s some really smelly pooh.
All of these pooh symptoms have made recent months tough on my marriage. I actually enjoy sharing all the details of my life with my better half, but for some reason, my wife has the audacity to think that discussion of pooh is so taboo that it shouldn’t be spoken of at the dinner table. However, she’ll drop a bomb in the toilet that infects the house with the smell of stale broccoli and wheat without hesitation and exit the bathroom with pooh-eating grin on her face. What kind of pooh is that?
My wife can get lost with that hypocrisy. I like that my pooh could break world records. I enjoy the fact that my fiber and booze intake makes my butt explode with the force of an atomic bomb. I like that the smell that originates from the depths of my colon could melt vulcanized rubber. If she can’t deal with that fact then I’ve only got two words for her:
Tough pooh.
Question #5:
Is this normal for my wife to feel this way about me and my issues?
Drinking heavily for about the last fifteen years of my life has apparently done some pretty wicked damage to my digestive tract and colon, and I’ve noticed over the span of about year that it’s getting progressively worse.My pooh used to be normal. You know the type of pooh that I’m talking about. It comes out in a solid mass, curls up in a nice little coil in the bowl, and closely resembles soft-serve ice cream. Your butt wipes clean with only a few, modest swipes, you flush, and the whole turd makes it’s escape from the bowl in it’s entirety and is deposited conveniently into the nearest sewage treatment facility.
The pooh I take now require therapy to recover from.
When I say that my poop has played a detrimental role in my marriage, I’m not exaggerating in the least. Now, let’s not make light of the fact that pooh , in any form, is pretty disgusting, but the pooh I’ve taken in the last few months could be considered a tier-three biohazard, and slightly elevate the nation’s terrorism threat level.
When I hit the crapper, it’s nothing short of a full-on, fecal explosion. There’s none of this sitting around for ten minutes and pushing like I’m trying to give birth, only to bear witness to a tiny chunk of crap that would make rabbit a turd look like a steaming pile of dog pooh. No, sir. When I pooh , the entire mass escapes my sphincter in a giant flood that requires only one, mighty push, and leaves me in an exhausted state with beads of sweat rolling gently off my forehead. It’s some nasty . pooh .
The thing that gets me about my recent pooh isn’t so much the procedure, but rather the consistency of the crap, itself. Gone are the days where my poop looked like a headless rattlesnake, curled up all snug and comfortable in its porcelain shelter. At this point in my life, my pooh closely resembles a giant puddle of mud, with corn chunks and small pieces of undigested red meat thrown in, to boot. And the pooh never fails to utilize every square inch of the bowl, leaving no sign of the white porcelain at the bottom. That’s some deep . pooh
And let’s not forget the odor.
I’ve seriously smelled decomposing corpses that carried with them a more pleasant aroma than the fecal matter that I’ve recently deposited. The stench that accompanies my pooh could literally strip varnish from antique furniture and would make an excellent tool for anyone with an occupation in the welding industry. It’s some really smelly pooh.
All of these pooh symptoms have made recent months tough on my marriage. I actually enjoy sharing all the details of my life with my better half, but for some reason, my wife has the audacity to think that discussion of pooh is so taboo that it shouldn’t be spoken of at the dinner table. However, she’ll drop a bomb in the toilet that infects the house with the smell of stale broccoli and wheat without hesitation and exit the bathroom with pooh-eating grin on her face. What kind of pooh is that?
My wife can get lost with that hypocrisy. I like that my pooh could break world records. I enjoy the fact that my fiber and booze intake makes my butt explode with the force of an atomic bomb. I like that the smell that originates from the depths of my colon could melt vulcanized rubber. If she can’t deal with that fact then I’ve only got two words for her:
Tough pooh.
Question #6:
I know this is gross but...?
Last night at the ER I was prescribed Pyridium for a severe UTI. The Dr mentioned that it will help with pain but it will turn the urine "biohazard orange" . It has turned my urine that color but it hasnt helped with thepain yet. So far ive taken 2 of the 6 pills. Anyone know when the pain will get better?
another question: I Know its supposed to turn my urine orange but is it supposed to cause my urine to "gel" when I wiped it was almost like jello on the toilet paper ( sorry if TMI)
Question #7:
How to creat a bio hazard area for halloween?
So at my work there is contest for who has the best decorated area. And my group wants to do like a biohazard area linking from the movie resident evil. So Im just want idea of stuff we can do that we havtn really thought of.. heres what we've already come up with....were completely taping off our area in white plastic like the kind u buy to cover carpet when ur painting a room.. were also going to put biohazard signs, and the umbrella corp. symbol everywhere too. our team is gonna dress in lab coats with miniture umbrella corp. signs for name tags, were gonna have caution tape, and im dressing like the main female character....
what other idea can we do to go with that theme??
Question #8:
Hazard symbol tattoos?
And no, I don't immediately mean the biohazard symbol (circle with curvy prongs).Does anyone have the WHMIS Class D2 (Asbestos, Long-term, other toxic effects hazard) tattooed anywhere?
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If so, can I has pics?
Is it easier to tattoo a straight line than a curve?
Question #9:
What's one Anime you have been dying to watch?
Don't say Anime's that are not out yet and stuff x)Good Night lol (=
I wanna see
Biohazard: Degeneration
aka
Resident Evil: Degeneration
xD I think it came out in Japan 2 or 3 days ago idk lol =D
{Black_Winged_Assassin}
>> It's Yuna [Girl] and Tidus [Boy] of Final Fantasy X and X-2
Good night all! x)
My old one was Jay Chou, a singer/rapper person lol x)
Question #10:
please! help! fast! anyone!?
I need 2 words with the prefix bio besides biology, biohazard, and biosphere. with their definitions it's due tomorrow!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!Question #11:
What is the different between BioHazard and Resident Evil?
What is the different between BioHazard and Resident Evil?? Explain DetailQuestion #12:
Weird music video, please answer...?
well,i was watching tv at my cousins house a LONG time ago, it was really late and a music video came on.it had these people drawn like manga, or cartoons, anyway they were blue people.they were partying underground,then an invasion happened. a swarm or peopel in biohazard type suits came in. thay took this one woman who was blue, of course. then they took her to a lab, where she was put into a machine and turned into a caucasion/white person. wiht normal skin color, dozens of others were changed too.
thats all i remeber but it was really good music. and i want to know if anyone knows what music video this is.
Question #13:
Video Game and Resident Evil Fans, have you heard of the movie "Biohazard: Degeneration"?
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Question #14:
If Obama was really so sure of a win, why is his side lying so much?
The vestigial organ that once was journalistic integrity has become inflamed and swollen. We might as well cut it out and toss it in the biohazard waste bin, its not doing them any good anyway. Apparently, McCain and Palin have been caught red handed leading cross-burning, swastika fronting rallies from coast to coast while America slept. Or, in a more accurate but less big media version of last weeks events, somebody in the crowd said something stupid at a political rally. Oh horror, that must be a first because the media is indignant to a degree I never thought I would see in my lifetime.I remember how it started for me. I turned on Keith Olbermann's show Countdown on accident and he was hyperventilating as if a presidential assassination had just occurred. I frankly was a bit scared at what horror he was reporting because of the shrill panic in his voice. He claimed that some unidentified person in the crowd at a McCain rally had called Obama a terrorist. In another segment, Olbermann told us what vile thing was said by someone in the audience of a Palin rally without even providing a sound bite! Seriously. Then he went on about how they were inciting racist Republicans to violence.
What I had witnessed may have been the most calumnious strike against a presidential candidate in history, or so I thought. But, I was wrong. It was just the beginning. Within hours every liberal media outlet in the nation was parroting Olbermann. From The New York Times to CNN, the media was drowning in a Kafkaesque orgy of 'McCain is a racist'. I mean, come on, you're in the tank for Obama, we get it, you don't have to insult our intelligence by linking words to the candidate that came from unknown persons in a crowd.
Question #15:
Have you ever been to Shocktober fest??? =D omg.. it sounds. AMAZING! [:?
if you havee...which event is better. my rents are only letting me and my friend go to one..
So which ones the BESTT! [:
-Toxic Asylum/ with warehouse of horrors.
-Club Shock
-Biohazard Hayride
-Prison of the Dead
Oh and if you haven't... wouldn't you LOVE to!?
haha thanks!
Question #16:
Totally Embarrasing (biohazard) moment.?
I got back home from school and I was thristy. Sitting next to the bathroom sink I saw a dixie cup with yellow lemonade in it. My cousin is always making lemonade and I said hey, she will probably be proud of me for drinking hers. Well I drank it down and it was not lemonade. It was something you never ever want to drink.Question #17:
would you give up in this situation or try to fight on to achieve your ambitions ?
I truly feel isolated and ' trapped ' in life, like it will take too long to get what i would like?30 years old , suffered a hard life , abuse, bullying, physical attacks, head injuries, mental abuse etc - ive missed out on everything a normal person takes for granted : being employed , getting qualifications , building relationships , having a partner , owning my own home, having a life , having a career .
ive made mistakes in the past, have a criminal record for assault, carrying a knife when i lived in a rough neighborhood , a long psychiatric record , 2 years ago i was diagnosed with BPD and ptsd, im aggraphobic , have very low esteem, having rage problems and aggression which i managed well for years..
im waiting for help from an occupational therapist to attend a local resource centre where they do different activities to get me integrating with folks because ive been isolated for so long..
theyve told me thers no individual psychotherapy in my area , which is what i wanted for my complex issues.
i live alone in a small apartment on diability in england, i have no possessions except a dusty old computer..
the local community outside are aloof, stand offish an seem unaccepting of me, theyve been that way for a while , but ive tried to ignore it , i worry its because of my rage outburst in the past that used to happen in public..
or the fact im very guarded and aloof to because of the way life treated me.
im aloof back to them because i think ' fck them truly, if they cant see im trying and their going to treat me like im contaminated biohazard then fck them '
i truly worry im trapped like this forever with no way out, my goals are to leave england , live abroad , somewhere hot and coastal , a decent paid job in computers ........ but that goal seems unachievable , out of reach and far off..
and with my disadvantages ?
my past ?
the way people treat me ?
possible stigmas ?
no social support network ?
what will i do ?
ive vowed to myself that i i knew for definate ther was no escape and i was doomed to live in these circumstances forever - i would find a way to kill myself
if you were in my situation and you had goals but realised how disadvantaged you were would you give up or continue on and try to fight for something ?
to everybody thankyou dearlly for your wonderful answers !
im so sorry i never gave anyone thumbs down.
i dont no who did i just gave you all thumbs up.
thankyou
Question #18:
where would a biohazard sign be found?
im doing a science project. does anyone know where a biohazard sign would be found? like in what workplace.Question #19:
i truly feel isolated and ' trapped ' in life, like it will take too long to get what i would like?
30 years old , suffered a hard life , abuse, bullying, physical attacks, head injuries, mental abuse etc - ive missed out on everything a normal person takes for granted : being employed , getting qualifications , building relationships , having a partner , owning my own home, having a life , having a career .ive made mistakes in the past, have a criminal record for assault, carrying a knife when i lived in a rough neighborhood , a long psychiatric record , 2 years ago i was diagnosed with BPD and ptsd, im aggraphobic , have very low esteem, having rage problems and aggression which i managed well for years..
im waiting for help from an occupational therapist to attend a local resource centre where they do different activities to get me integrating with folks because ive been isolated for so long..
theyve told me thers no individual psychotherapy in my area , which is what i wanted for my complex issues.
i live alone in a small apartment on diability in england, i have no possessions except a dusty old computer..
the local community outside are aloof, stand offish an seem unaccepting of me, theyve been that way for a while , but ive tried to ignore it , i worry its because of my rage outburst in the past that used to happen in public..
or the fact im very guarded and aloof to because of the way life treated me.
im aloof back to them because i think ' fck them truly, if they cant see im trying and their going to treat me like im contaminated biohazard then fck them '
i truly worry im trapped like this forever with no way out, my goals are to leave england , live abroad , somewhere hot and coastal , a decent paid job in computers ........ but that goal seems unachievable , out of reach and far off..
and with my disadvantages ?
my past ?
the way people treat me ?
possible stigmas ?
no social support network ?
what will i do ?
ive vowed to myself that i i knew for definate ther was no escape and i was doomed to live in these circumstances forever - i would find a way to kill myself and thats no shht.
Question #20:
OMG DO YOU THINK I COULD BE PREGNANT!?
UGH OMG WHAT DO YOU THINK?!?!Click Here
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