The internet does not have this information anywhere. You can buy ONE stupid little man for train models for liek NINE DOLLARS but I need a bunch of little ‘civilians’ for a board game I’m making. And I’m not useing M.U.S.S.L.E. men either.
no ppl a BAG! full of like 50+ mini figures.. I knew there wasn’t such a thing. I’ma make mi own kumpanai
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It’s for a gift for an older man, who used to collect trains. I know nothing about model trains, but instead of asking him, I wanted to make it a complete surprise.
Can anyone help me find something that’s complete, so I don’t have to do crazy figuring what goes with what? I’m willing to spend a few hundred dollars, or slightly more. Could this get me something decent quality???
Any help is greatly appreciated!
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Let’s call him the Man, and she can be the Girl.
The Girl is infatuated with the Man (he may or may not have a fiancee – I’m not sure) , and she follows him around and annoys him with her persistence. I’m listing scenes I remember:
Scene: Fancy dinner? The Man rips (stains?) the Girl’s ballgown right on her bottom, so she needs to make a quick exit. He stands right behind her and they waddle out – of course it looks awkward.
Scene: Near the end. The Man is talking on the phone to somebody, and the Girl is listening in on an extension. The Man wonders what time it is (because he has to meet a train?), and the Girl says, “At the sound of the tone, it will be [time],” and she makes a dinging sound.
Last scene in the movie: Girl finds the Man in a museum where he’s working on a paleontology exhibit. She climbs up on the scaffolding with him (there’s a dinosaur fossil involved). When the movie ends, the Man has his arm around the Girl while the fossil model collapses around them.
I’m looking at buying the v-rod muscle but am willing to wait a few months if the model year ends soon, to see what the 2010 v-rod looks like as well as a possible discount on the v-rod purchase. Guys, I love the US of A and my heart is set on a Harley. Yes they are expensive, big deal. I’m a hardworking man, I expect taxes to go up soon for obvious reasons but I will ride and feel the freedom that this country offers for myself on a Harley-Davidson this summer. So, if you know when the model year ends or any relative information that’d be great. From what I’ve gathered, the new models come out around every May (but not positive). Thanks for everything guys.
Oh, and I’m not getting a crotch rocket no matter how many times you try to tell me they’re better. For 3k+ a year on insurance I might as well buy a Shelby Mustang GT. Not to mention the riding position which is more or less the receiving end of “doggy style.”
I saw the show “Mars Rising: Journey to Mars.” If man is to successfully travel to Mars then humans must successfully overcome numerous obstacles.
An electric rocket will probably be used for a Mars mission, but these potential rockets only exist as tiny model rockets in labratories. . Mars has one-third of the gravity that Earth does. The Mars crew will need a rocket that will successfully lift off from Mars. Today’s rockets are not reliable enough. The spaceship must spin to create artificial gravity, but that technology does not exist yet. The spaceship must be able to withstand or avoid meteorite showers. Humans do not track meteorite showers and today’s spaceships cannot withstand all meteorite showers.
Will the crew be able to live together for 30months including 12months of space travel? Nobody knows the answer to that question.
Is there any deadly bacteria or viruses on Mars? Are there any deadly aliens on Mars? Should humans bring weapons to Mars? Nobody knows the answer to that question.
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A WEEK AT THE GYM: ONE MAN’S STORY
If you read this without laughing out loud, there is something
wrong with you. This is dedicated to everyone who ever attempted
to get into a regular workout routine.
Dear Diary.
For my sixty fifth birthday this year, my wife (the dear)
purchased a week of personal training at the local health club
for me. Although I am still in great shape since playing on my
college tennis team 45 years ago, I decided it would be a good
idea to go ahead and give it a try.
I called the club and made my reservations with a personal
trainer named Belinda, who identified herself as a 26-year-old
aerobics instructor and model for athletic clothing and swim
wear. My wife seemed pleased with my enthusiasm to get started!
The club encouraged me to keep a diary to chart my progress
MONDAY
Started my day at 6:00 a.m. Tough to get out of bed, but found
it was well worth it when I arrived at the health club to find
Belinda waiting for me. She is something of a Greek goddess -
with blond hair, dancing eyes and a dazzling white smile. Woo
Hoo!! Belinda gave me a tour and showed me the machines. She
took my pulse after five minutes on the treadmill. She was
alarmed that my pulse was so fast, but I attribute it to
standing next to her in her Lycra aerobic outfit. I enjoyed
watching the skillful way in which she conducted her aerobics
class after my workout today. Very inspiring!
Belinda was encouraging as I did my sit-ups, although my gut
was already aching from holding it in the whole time she was
around. This is going to be a FANTASTIC week-!!
TUESDAY
I drank a whole pot of coffee, but I finally made it out the
door. Belinda made me lie on my back and push a heavy iron bar
into the air — then she put weights on it! My legs were a
little wobbly on the treadmill, but I made the full mile.
Belinda’s rewarding smile made it all worthwhile. I feel
GREAT-!! It’s a whole new life for me.
WEDNESDAY
The only way I can brush my teeth is by laying on the toothbrush
on the counter and moving my mouth back and forth over it. I
believe I have a hernia in both pectorals. Driving was OK as
long as I didn’t try to steer or stop. I parked on top of a GEO
in the club parking lot. Belinda was impatient with me,
insisting that my screams bothered other club members. Her
voice is a little too perky for early in the morning and when
she scolds, She gets this nasally whine that is VERY annoying.
My chest hurt when I got on the treadmill, so Belinda put me on
the stair monster. Why the hell would anyone invent a machine to
simulate an activity rendered obsolete by elevators? Belinda
told me it would help me get in shape and enjoy life. She said
some other shit too.
THURSDAY
Belinda was waiting for me with her vampire-like teeth expos e d
as her thin, cruel lips were pulled back in a full snarl. I
couldn’t help being a half an hour late, it took me that long to
tie my shoes. Belinda took me to work out with dumbbells. When
she was not looking, I ran and hid in the men’s room. She sent
Lars to find me. Then, as punishment, she put me on the rowing
machine — which I promptly sank.
FRIDAY
I hate that bitch Belinda more than any human being has ever
hated any other human being in the history of the world. Stupid,
skinny, anemic little cheerleader. If there was a part of my
body I could move without unbearable pain, I would beat her with
it. Belinda wanted me to work on my triceps. I don’t have any
triceps! And if you don’t want dents in the floor, don’t hand me
the mother f—-n’ barbells or anything that weighs more than a
sandwich. The treadmill flung me off and I landed on a health
and nutrition teacher. Why couldn’t it have been someone
softer, like the drama coach or the choir director?
SATURDAY
Belinda left a message on my answering machine in her grating,
shrilly voice wondering why I did not show up today. Just
hearing her made me want to smash the machine with my planner.
However, I lacked the strength to even use the TV remote and
ended up catching eleven straight hours of the Weather Channel.
SUNDAY
I’m having the Church van pick me up for services today so I can
go and thank GOD that this week is over. I will also pray that
next year my wife (the bitch) will choose a gift for me that is
fun — like a root canal or a vasectomy.
Im trying to find this music video where a boy buys an RC plane or some toy plane and starts putting it together while he does that he watches TV and there is a band with blue men singing (look like the blue men group idk if its them though).
He then plays with the plane in the fields until it hits some cloud and there are blue dudes up there that were on TV and they give him his plane.
I think its from the 90′s i used to watch it on VH1 when i was younger.
Would really like to know, thanks in advance.
