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These are both properly good tunes

Forgot the hyperlink Alex.

Unrelated link; http://youtu.be/07SdrIBMbcM

Not that again…

If anyone here needs a hyperlink to xkcd, they shall be cast out as heathens.

I fell everyone needs reminded of this: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9WKZ7QIzfUQ

The real reason the dinosaurs went extinct

So glad this is a thing.

Kill it! Kill it with fire!

Other people should see this. From http://ielt9.ukclimbing.com/forums/t.php?t=608172‏

HOTEL EIGERWAND

On a dark Alpine North Face, cold wind in my hair
The dark chill of anxiety, rising up through the air
Up ahead in the distance, I saw a menacing sight
My arms grew heavy and the ice too thin,
I had to stop for the night

There it stood near the Rhote Fluh, I heard the stones as they fell
And I was thinking to myself, This could be nasty, or this could be hell
Then I noticed a fixed rope, and it showed me the way
There were voices from the Swallows Nest, I thought I heard them say

Welcome to the North Face of the Eiger
Such a brooding place (such a nasty face)
Plenty of fools try the North Face of the Eiger
Any time of year, you can smell the fear

His mind is Eigerwand twisted, he’s got the Icefield ahead
There isn’t any decent gear, just stonefall and dread
See him dance on his crampons, clothes cold and wet
A climb some will remember, a climb some want to forget

So I ran to the Flatiron,
dodging rocks all the time
The Ghosts said, we haven’t had your spirit here since you failed the previous time
And still those voices are calling from far away
Wake you up in the middle of the night
Just to hear them say

Welcome to the North Face of the Eiger
Such a brooding place (such a nasty face)
They’re battling a storm on the North Face of the Eiger
What a nice surprise, feel the danger rise

Water pours down the chimney, you wish it could have been ice,
The ghosts say, you are all just prisoners here, of your own device
And at the Brittle Ledges, the storm signals retreat
We see if we can sit it out, but I just can’t feel my feet

Last thing I remember, we were running for the Gallery Door
We had to find a passage back to the place we were before
“Relax” said the Spider, I am programmed to deceive
You can bail out anytime you like,
But you can never leave.