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French bread spiked with LSD in CIA experiment
In 1951, a quiet, picturesque village in southern France was suddenly and mysteriously struck down with mass insanity and hallucinations. At least five people died, dozens were interned in asylums and hundreds afflicted.
For decades it was assumed that the local bread had been unwittingly poisoned with a psychedelic mould. Now, however, an American investigative journalist has uncovered evidence suggesting the CIA peppered local food with the hallucinogenic drug LSD as part of a mind control experiment at the height of the Cold War.
DH: Apparently, just because you’re paranoid doesn’t mean the CIA isn’t secretly drugging you.
youmaybeoffended:jecoart:(via regardless)
bride of frankenstein / kenneth branagh’s frankenstein / young frankenstein / from dusk till dawn / beetlejuice / sleepy hollow / the birds / the amityville horror / bram stoker’s dracula / night of the living dead / poltergeist / sleepy hollow / psycho / the ring / dark water / scream / halloween / a nightmare on elm street / little shop of horrors / the little shop of horrors (1960) / marathon man
“The likelihood of a person harboring secret desires to engage in sexual and/or romantic activities with members of the same sex is directly proportional to the frequency and volume of said person’s vocalized objections to homosexuality.” — Haggard’s Law
I bought this pin today at a thrift store for $1. What were the circumstances under which this pin was crafted, and made to be worn? I don’t get it. But it’s awesome.
“Recently I walked by the Ala Moana Mac cosmetic store and noticed a crowd of Japanese tourists gawking and snapping pics. Amazingly, a model in full body paint was posing against a set. She was a darn good simulation of a late 19th century oil painting. At first I though she was nekid—wearing only makeup—but she sported a few scrapes of cloth in the right places. Also, she hardly ever blinked…”
http://emedia.leeward.hawaii.edu/frary/pic290.htm
I’m pretty sure my ex girlfriend had the same fear. But I think it was more motivated by the fact that she was a slave to her straightener, and couldn’t imagine destroying it and not having one for a day or two.
Leaving the curling/straightening iron on when you leave for work/school.
What the fuck.
1. It’s not like the temperature is steadily rising, from hair maintenance to inferno.
2. Did you happen to leave the burning hot surface on top of a stack of papers? What about a pile of dirty laundry? Anything else completely flammable? Yeah, I didn’t think so.
The point is: it’s a ridiculous concern. So stop with the OCD checking.
I feel like this is totally directed at me.
I may have checked the straightener 2x before leaving this morning…