February 07, 2006

Googlemaps naughty bits?

It's a monolith! Or something UFO-related? Via FmH.

  • Yeah, whatisit??
  • One way to find out - who's up for a field trip?
  • Or . . . . a bad mosaic job with the satellite imagery
  • If you pull back all the way, you can see that the Earth is clearly flat.
  • Hey - there are three Australias, too!
  • Sweet! My friend totally didn't believe me when I told him there's a hole to hell in Siberia!
  • Hey! They took an aerial picture of my huge, black, rectangular house!
  • In Communist Russia, you keep the black rectangle from seeing the secret nuclear base.
  • Is there a way to switch from an image in Google Maps to the same spot in Google Earth? Would be handy to read the user comments.
  • Could it be one of Leonid Brezhnev's eyebrows?
  • its just a close up of the 18 years ago by mrpattersonsir
  • christ no more simple html when drunk. can someone delete that? please??
  • Nope. It shall stand forever as a testament to your inebriation.
  • I'm guessing is a secret military base. Probably left over from the cold war but still used because it's so incredibly remote. However, I should say that I can find no reference to it anywhere. That's kinda weird cause usually secret bases aren't all that secret. What in the heck were you doing looking at Northeast Russia anyway, weirdo?
  • Here's an American base in the same (very) general area. We used it to spy on the Soviets. I always wanted to go there.
  • Our secret military bases aren't so lucky. (man, the aliens even have a baseball field)
  • This is old, it's the parking lot for the new Russian Walmart being built. It just hasn't been marked out with spaces yet. Least that's what I heard.
  • New home of the Danish Cartoonists Guild.
  • Nope. It shall stand forever as a testament to your inebriation. Like a cool scar or a bum liver!
  • Or a pile of empty vodka bottles in the middle of the bed
  • Or finding the telephone book lying in the refrigerator.
  • Or finding a bum liver lying in the refrigerator.
  • Or wondering where all the laundry detergent went.
  • Explanations being collected here. "That’s clearly a weather balloon." Heh.
  • Or wearing several layers of filthy puke-encrusted clothing with newspapers stuffed down your shirt-front and pants, and having to sleep under a bridge at night while sitting in the gutter during the day, begging in your nasty, slurred, whining voice, "Please mister, I just need a buck for a cup of coffee."--except that everyone knows you're just going to take that buck to spend it on cough syrup or rubbing alchol to kill your brain cells, but it's a toss-up between brain death and liver failure, and as you sit pathetically on your curb you think back to the good days when you had a bed to leave your vodka bottles on, a fridge with a phone book and organ meat in it, and you were a decent human being that used to wash your clothing once in a while before all the laundry detergent was gone, you KNOW that map was showing you the empty place in your SOUL! *ahem* MonkeyFilter: It shall stand forever as a testament to your inebriation.
  • wow!
  • ))) !!! A powerful prose poem, BlueHorse!
  • ))), fried in brown sugar and dipped in cream, to gramma.
  • (Monkeyfilter: showing you the empty place in your SOUL!) (and somebody stole a brand new 50 gramme pouch of tobacco from me tonight. I'm very upset.)
  • Wow, Gramma, it's like you know me! Now gimme a dollar.
  • I notice that you can't auctully see any detail in that map of Area 51. My brother works for the FAA. He told me that the maps pilots use of that area just have a big blank spot where 51 is with the words "Do Not Fly Over" printed on it.