[about Veronica] I'll give this little cookie an hour before we're doing the no-pants dance. Time to musk up.
[opens cologne cabinet]
Ron Burgundy:
Wow. Never ceases to amaze me. What cologne you gonna go with? London
Gentleman, or wait. No, no, no. Hold on. Blackbeard's Delight.
Brian Fantana:
No, she gets a special cologne... It's called Sex Panther by Odeon.
It's illegal in nine countries... Yep, it's made with bits of real
panther, so you know it's good.
Ron Burgundy:
It's quite pungent.
Brian Fantana:
Oh yeah.
Ron Burgundy:
It's a formidable scent... It stings the nostrils. In a good way.
Brian Fantana:
Yep.
Ron Burgundy:
Brian, I'm gonna be honest with you, that smells like pure gasoline.
Brian Fantana:
They've done studies, you know. 60% of the time it works, every time.
[cheesy grin]
Ron Burgundy:
That doesn't make sense.
Brian Fantana:
Well... Let's go see if we can make this little kitty purr.
[snarls]
"i emanate gasoline x 100"
i've oft posted on the lack of value a female has in the male dominated continent of asia whether directly ranting on male shauvanism or indirectly telling tales of the underground society of working women. however, i'd like to add an addendum to the statement above. human life has no value in asia.
malaysia:: when we asked the chief engineer to open up the chemical cargo tanks for inspection, he swiftly unscrewed the top hatch without having to unbolt the security locks that fully seal the hatch preventing that rancid, nostril searing toxic chemical smell from causing ur eyes to water up. if u're aboard a properly run, oil major approved chemical tanker, when a ship is discharging, u should not be able to smell ANYTHING. however, this being an indonesian, cost cutting guinea pig of a ship, not only did i visibly see nasty VAM leaking from one of the pipes, as soon as the engineer opened up the tank, my head instinctively whiplashed backwards due to the intense fumes. i looked in and saw that the clear liquid was STILL IN THE TANK. "CLOSE IT CLOSE IT!!!!!" not only was that seriously scary, the other tanks he opened weren't gas free. not to mention, the pressure gauges and cargo monitor gauges weren't working. seriously dangerous. ticking tocking time bomb. think expanding/contracting gases and temperature change at any moment. and i found out, that the crew, manually/visually watches the nasty chemical stuff being loaded into the tanks from the hatch. my god, i know i took off years of my life just being there, but these guys work on this vessel everyday! holy nuts. that was scary.
stainless steel tanks, double bottom/double hull, just soo much potential!
CLOSE THE HATCH. CLOSE IT!!!
THIS WAS NOT WORKING!!!!
just like a girl who knows how to work her physical appeal to get what she wants, i do consciously know that i can be quite the persuasive one at times. that i can utilize reverse psyche, guilt, innate persuasive appeal of jedi forces to instill my own motifs of will upon others. whether they like it or not. there was always need to modest about my jedi abilities, but after hearing updates from my peers in HK...i'm glowingly proud of him and not so secretly patting myself on my back. tequila anyone?
" they've done studies you know...60% of the time....it works every time"
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