Cassini’s Grand Finale

I’ve had the phenomenal opportunity to work on NASA/JPL’s Cassini mission as a computer systems engineer supporting the Radio Science team since I started work at JPL in 2000.

This month, the core Cassini mission will conclude in a beautiful and, at least for me, bittersweet, way.

Cassini’s Grand Finale:

  • gesekkih584

    Isn’t the internet great. It allows shitheads like yourself to say shit that would, in real life
    get your head cracked open.

    Hopefully you’ll suffer the same fate fucking cunt.

    Please turn to the loaded gun in your drawer, put it in your mouth, and pull the trigger,
    blowing your brains out. You’ll be doing the whole world a favor. Shitbag.

    I would love to smash your face in until it no longer resembled anything human, faggot.

    Die painfully okay? Prefearbly by getting crushed to death in a
    garbage compactor, by getting your face cut to ribbons with a
    pocketknife, your head cracked open with a baseball bat, your stomach
    sliced open and your entrails spilled out, and your eyeballs ripped
    out of their sockets. Fucking bitch

    I would love to kick you hard in the face, breaking it. Then I’d cut
    your stomach open with a chainsaw, exposing your intestines. Then I’d
    cut your windpipe in two with a boxcutter.
    Hopefully you’ll get what’s coming to you. Fucking bitch

    I really hope that you get curb-stomped. It’d be hilarious to see you
    begging for help, and then someone stomps on the back of your head,
    leaving you to die in horrible, agonizing pain. Faggot

    Shut the fuck up f aggot, before you get your face bashed in and cut
    to ribbons, and your throat slit.

    You’re dead if I ever meet you in real life, f ucker. I’ll f ucking
    kill you.

    I would love to f ucking send your f ucking useless ass to the
    hospital in intensive care, fighting for your worthless life.

  • gesekkih584

    Go die of a massive heart attack, fugly fata r s ed yank c v n t. Your useless “race” is the lowest of them all. 9/11 was a fantastic day. I was busy drinking champagne and laughing my a r s e off during that entire day over here in my flat in Brixton. It was so funny to see your ugly c u n trymen jumping to their deaths thousands of metres below, and their bodies exploding in a billion chunks. I wish I could have been there, so I could have taken a nice whiz on those bloody remains.


    This is probably my favourite picture of a useless dead yank, a fate which all yanks, good or bad, thoroughly deserve.

    The planes crashing were also fantastic. Useless fat yanks perishing in the blink of an eye, their bodies being incinerated and turned to charred ash in seconds.

    The towers coming down was the absolute best part of that magnificent day. It was awesome seeing the thousands of worthless fat yank nonces being crushed, torn to pieces, and pulverized by the thousands of tons of concrete.

    It was really funny watching you fat yank prats cry like little babies, knowing that your family members met a gruesome demise, and you’d never get to ever see them again.

    Hitler was a truly awesome, inspirational man. Pity you and your entire family, and all you other stupid yank twats couldn’t have been gassed or cremated, just like the good-for-nothing kykes.

    Tim McVeigh was also a great man, and hopefully more such individuals will level your useless buildings, slaughtering countless yank w a n k e rs in the process.

    And it was fantastic hearing your useless p u s s y soldiers being slaughtered in Iraq. It was a real shame you lot pulled out, since it would be great seeing more of your scummy race being used as cannon fodder and being pulverized in a meat grinder.

    I’d love to meet you in real life, so I can plunge a nice knife into your fat yank belly, and then tear it wide open, letting your entrails fall out, and let you meet a painful and excruciating demise.