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Featured on the Smirk Riddim is Sir Vival with his song entitled High Fly .Written by Sir Vival Produced by Impulse R.I.P. Sir Vival

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The outside.Janipewter, CC BY-SA 3.0, Wikimedia CommonsThe First Cars With AirbagsAirbags, as we know them today, date back to 1971. Ford Motor Company outfitted a fleet of Mercury Monterey with passenger-side airbags as a test and by 1973, General Motors included airbags with the Chevrolet Impalas. The US government made airbags a required feature in cars starting in 1998.GPS 56, CC BY 2.0, Wikimedia CommonsThe Two-Section BodyAn early development in passenger safety first appeared in the late 1950s. The idea was that the car’s body being one continuous piece meant that in a collision, the impact was distributed throughout the vehicle. In 1958, the “Sir Vival” was built, featuring a front end with the engine that was separate from the back end with the passengers. The idea was that in the event of a collision, the impact would be on the front end, not where the passengers sat.TaurusEmerald, CC BY-SA 4.0, Wikimedia Commons The Two-Section BodyThe idea never really caught on. Despite it being safer for passengers, there was little interest in developing this bizarre design any further.TaurusEmerald, CC BY-SA 4.0, Wikimedia CommonsThe Car TelephoneThe history of mobile telephones, especially when taken with the history of the telephone in general, is just as complex as the history of cars. Even the inventor of the telephone is open to dispute and if you think it’s Alexander Graham Bell, you’d be wrong, maybe, depending on who you're talking to.Daderot, Wikimedia CommonsThe Car TelephoneWay back in 1946, engineers at Bell Labs created a mobile phone, mounted under the dashboard of a car. Mobile phones were already in use during WWII, with portable telephones used on the field of battle. However, the 1946 installation of a phone in a car was the first car phone, and the first for civilian use, although it was limited to urban areas.Daderot, Wikimedia Commons The First Talking CarIf you count GPS systems, we do have talking cars now, but I don’t think most people see it that way. For many, the idea of a talking car brings up thoughts of the 1980s kitsch television show Knight Rider, where Of recording and, if required, add effects like echo, amplification and noise reduction. CinePaint is used for painting of background mattes and for frame-by-frame retouching of movies. It is being extended to do film restoration. CinePaint is available for Linux, Mac OS X, Windows, and other popular operating systems. Animation renderers and 35mm film scanners are capable of creating greater color bit-depth than can be displayed.8mm Film Restoration - VideoHelp Forum.. Aug 10, 2022 VIVA is film/video restoration and enhancement tool intended for digitally scanned films and born digital video. It consists of two main executable modules VivaA and VivaL free for download and usage. You only buy logo-free results if you like them (see details in Pricing ).Old Photo Restoration Software | Free Download - SoftOrbits.Master Film Quality Control. Duplitech - Torrance, CA 4.5. Film restoration QC specifically look for restoration introduced artifacts and evaluation of film defects. QC of Film Conform to review proper framing of film.... Estimated: $42,000 - $53,000 a year. Quick Apply. "We want to make it affordable for every movie to be restored," agrees Inna Kozlov, who founded the company in 2005. Algosoft's digital platform, Viva-Pro Software, is among now-several increasingly sophisticated software suites for restoring and preserving film images. For Algosoft, says Petukhov, "the dream is very simple.Download CinePaint for Mac | MacUpdate.Be it archival, broadcast or home entertainment, Prasad Corp provides digital image restoration services for film, video and audio through its state-of-the-art facilities in India. We are equipped with the finest of hardware, software and a team of 350+ professionals with an eye for quality and timely delivery. Our capability.Audio Restoration: Tips, Techniques, and Software - inSync.Digital Picture Restoration Software v.3.0.1.5 Photographs recovery utility restores all the precious and memorable snapshots from your damaged USB storage devices. Digital image restoration application restores lost photos from all types of data storage devices like hard disk drive, USB pen... Pages 1 | 2 >.

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Lyrics ba ba black sheep have you any wool?yes sir yes sir one bag fullone little bag for the kid in the snowhe needs a pair of mittens and a hat for the coldba ba black sheep have you any wool?yes sir yes sir one bag fullba ba black sheep have you any wool?yes sir yes sir two bags fullone for the princess and one for her frogwaiting for the magic kiss on a hollow logba ba black sheep have you any wool?yes sir yes sir two bags full two bags fullba ba black sheep have you any wool?yes sir yes sir three bags fullone for my master and one for my dame onefor the little boy who lives down the laneba ba black sheep have you any wool?yes sir yes sir three bags full three bags full three bags fullba ba black sheep have you any wool?yes sir yes sir four bags fullone for the brave knight and one for his horseone for the farmers wife and an extra one of courageba ba black sheep have you any wool?yes sir yes sir four bags full fourbags full four bags full four bags fullWriter(s): Christopher Weldon BallewLyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com. Featured on the Smirk Riddim is Sir Vival with his song entitled High Fly .Written by Sir Vival Produced by Impulse R.I.P. Sir Vival

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Know who Charles Whitman was? None of you dumbasses knows? Private Cowboy?Private Cowboy: Sir, he was that guy who shot all those people from that tower in Austin, Texas, sir!Gunnery Sergeant Hartman: That's affirmative. Charles Whitman killed twelve people from a twenty-eight-story observation tower at the University of Texas from distances up to four hundred yards. Anybody know who Lee Harvey Oswald was? Private Snowball?Private Snowball: Sir, he shot Kennedy, sir!Gunnery Sergeant Hartman: That's right, and do you know how far away he was?Private Snowball: Sir, it was pretty far! From that book suppository building, sir!Gunnery Sergeant Hartman: All right, knock it off! Two hundred and fifty feet! He was two hundred and fifty feet away and shooting at a moving target. Oswald got off three rounds with an old Italian bolt action rifle in only six seconds and scored two hits, including a head shot! Do any of you people know where these individuals learned to shoot? Private Joker?Private Joker: Sir, in the Marines, sir!Gunnery Sergeant Hartman: In the Marines! Outstanding! Those individuals showed what one motivated marine and his rifle can do! And before you ladies leave my island, you will be able to do the same thing!Gunnery Sergeant Hartman: Are you quitting on me? Well, are you? Then quit, you slimy fucking walrus-looking piece of shit! Get the fuck off of my obstacle! Get the fuck down off of my obstacle! NOW! MOVE IT! Or I'm going to rip your balls off, so you cannot contaminate the rest of the world! I will motivate you, Private Pyle, IF IT SHORT-DICKS EVERY CANNIBAL ON THE CONGO!Private Joker: [narrating] Graduation is only a few days away, and the recruits of Platoon 3092 are salty. They are ready to eat their own guts and ask for seconds. The drill instructors are proud to see that we are growing beyond their control. The Marine Corps does not want robots. The Marine Corps wants killers. The Marine Corps wants to build indestructible men, men without fear.Gunnery Sergeant Hartman: Pickett!Pickett: Sir, yes, sir!Gunnery Sergeant Hartman: 0300. Infantry. Toe Jam!Toe Jam: Sir, yes, sir!Gunnery Sergeant Hartman: 0300. Infantry. Adams!Adams: Sir, yes, sir!Gunnery Sergeant Hartman: 1800. Engineers. You go out and find mines. Cowboy!Private Cowboy: Sir, yes, sir!Gunnery Sergeant Hartman: 0300. Infantry. Taylor!Taylor: Sir, yes, sir!Gunnery Sergeant Hartman: 0300. Infantry. Joker!Private Joker: Sir, yes, sir!Gunnery Sergeant Hartman: 4212. Basic Military Journalism. You gotta be shittin' Love the Virgin Mary, or I'm gonna stomp your guts out! Now you DO love the Virgin Mary, don't ya?Private Joker: Sir, NEGATIVE, sir!Gunnery Sergeant Hartman: Private Joker, are you trying to offend me?Private Joker: Sir, NEGATIVE, sir! Sir, the private believes any answer he gives will be wrong and the Senior Drill Instructor will only beat him harder if he reverses himself, SIR!Gunnery Sergeant Hartman: Who's your squad leader, scumbag?Private Joker: Sir, the squad leader is Private Snowball, sir!Gunnery Sergeant Hartman: Private Snowball!Private Snowball: Sir, Private Snowball reporting as ordered, sir!Gunnery Sergeant Hartman: Private Snowball, you're fired. Private Joker's promoted to squad leader.Private Snowball: Sir, aye-aye, sir!Gunnery Sergeant Hartman: Disappear, scumbag!Private Snowball: Sir, aye-aye, sir!Gunnery Sergeant Hartman: Private Pyle!Private Gomer Pyle: Private Pyle reporting as ordered, sir!Gunnery Sergeant Hartman: Private Pyle, Private Joker is your new squad leader, and you will bunk with him! He'll teach you everything, he'll teach you how to pee!Private Gomer Pyle: Sir, yes, sir!Gunnery Sergeant Hartman: Private Joker is silly and he's ignorant, but he's got guts, and guts is enough in my beloved Corps! Now, you ladies carry on.Private Joker, Private Gomer Pyle: [together] Sir, aye-aye, sir!Private Joker: I wanted to see exotic Vietnam... the crown jewel of Southeast Asia. I wanted to meet interesting and stimulating people of an ancient culture... and kill them. I wanted to be the first kid on my block to get a confirmed kill!Gunnery Sergeant Hartman: [Hartman gives a speech to the graduating recruits] Today, you people are no longer maggots. Today, you are Marines. You're part of a brotherhood. From now on until the day you die, wherever you are, every Marine is your brother. Most of you will go to Vietnam. Some of you will not come back. But always remember this: Marines die. That's what we're here for. But the Marine Corps lives forever. And that means YOU live forever.Pogue Colonel: Marine, what is that button on your body armor?Private Joker: A peace symbol, sir.Pogue Colonel: Where'd you get it?Private Joker: I don't remember, sir.Pogue Colonel: What is that you've got written on your helmet?Private Joker: "Born to Kill", sir.Pogue Colonel: You write "Born to Kill" on your helmet and you wear a peace button. What's that supposed to be, some kind of sick joke?Private Joker: No, sir.Pogue Colonel: You'd better get your head and your ass wired together, or I will take a

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And destroy," substitute the phrase "sweep and clear." Got it?Private Joker: Got it. Very catchy.Gunnery Sergeant Hartman: The deadliest weapon in the world is a Marine and his rifle. It is your killer instinct which must be harnessed if you expect to survive in combat. Your rifle is only a tool. It is a hard heart that kills. If your killer instincts are not clean and strong you will hesitate at the moment of truth. You will not kill. You will become dead marines and then you will be in a world of shit because marines are not allowed to die without permission. Do you maggots understand?Gunnery Sergeant Hartman: [calling out to platoon] Left shoulder, hut![Pyle accidentally puts his rifle on his right shoulder, then corrects quickly, but not before Hartman sees it. He walks up on him]Gunnery Sergeant Hartman: Private Pyle, what are you trying to do to my beloved Corps?Private Gomer Pyle: Sir, I don't know, sir!Gunnery Sergeant Hartman: You are dumb, Private Pyle, but do you expect me to believe that you don't know left from right?Private Gomer Pyle: Sir, no, sir!Gunnery Sergeant Hartman: Then you did that on purpose! You wanna be different!Private Gomer Pyle: Sir, no, sir!Gunnery Sergeant Hartman: [slaps Pyle hard on the left hand side of his face] What side was that, Private Pyle?Private Gomer Pyle: Sir, left side, sir!Gunnery Sergeant Hartman: [shouts] Are you sure, Private Pyle?Private Gomer Pyle: Sir, yes, sir!Gunnery Sergeant Hartman: [slaps him hard again, this time on right side of his face, knocking his hat off; shouts] What side was that, Private Pyle?Private Gomer Pyle: [nearly in tears] Sir, right side, sir!Gunnery Sergeant Hartman: Don't fuck with me again, Pyle! Pick up your fuckin' cover!Private Gomer Pyle: Sir, yes, sir![referring to Lee Harvey Oswald and mass murderer Charles Whitman]Gunnery Sergeant Hartman: Do any of you people know where these individuals learned how to shoot?... Private Joker.Private Joker: Sir. In the Marines, Sir.Gunnery Sergeant Hartman: In the Marines. Outstanding. Those individuals showed what one motivated Marine and his rifle can do. And before you ladies leave my Island, you will all be able to do the same thing.Gunnery Sergeant Hartman: What's your excuse?Private Cowboy: Sir, excuse for what, sir?Gunnery Sergeant Hartman: I'm asking the fucking questions here, private! Do you understand?Private Cowboy: Sir, yes, sir.Gunnery Sergeant Hartman: Well, thank you very much! Can I be in charge for a

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Defenders of my country, we are the masters of our enemy, we are the saviors of my life. So be it, until there is no enemy, but peace. Amen.Gunnery Sergeant Hartman: Order, hut![Recruits puts the guns at their sides]Gunnery Sergeant Hartman: At ease! Good night, ladies.Recruits: Good night, sir!Gunnery Sergeant Hartman: [to the watchman] Hit it, sweetheart.Gunnery Sergeant Hartman: Were you born a fat, slimy, scumbag puke piece o' shit, Private Pyle, or did you have to work on it?Gunnery Sergeant Hartman: Oh that's right, Private Pyle, don't make any fucking effort to get to the top of the fucking obstacle. If God would have wanted you up there he would have miracled your ass up there by now, wouldn't he?Gunnery Sergeant Hartman: Holy Jesus! What is that? What the fuck is that? WHAT IS THAT, PRIVATE PYLE?Private Gomer Pyle: Sir, a jelly doughnut, sir!Gunnery Sergeant Hartman: A jelly doughnut?Private Gomer Pyle: Sir, yes, sir!Gunnery Sergeant Hartman: How did it get here?Private Gomer Pyle: Sir, I took it from the mess hall, sir!Gunnery Sergeant Hartman: Is chow allowed in the barracks, Private Pyle?Private Gomer Pyle: Sir, no, sir!Gunnery Sergeant Hartman: Are you allowed to eat jelly doughnuts, Private Pyle?Private Gomer Pyle: Sir, no, sir!Gunnery Sergeant Hartman: And why not, Private Pyle?Private Gomer Pyle: Sir, because I'm too heavy, sir!Gunnery Sergeant Hartman: Because you are a disgusting fat body, Private Pyle!Private Gomer Pyle: Sir, yes, sir!Gunnery Sergeant Hartman: Then why did you try to sneak a jelly doughnut in your footlocker, Private Pyle?Private Gomer Pyle: Sir, because I was hungry, sir!Gunnery Sergeant Hartman: Because you were hungry...[turns and addresses rest of platoon]Gunnery Sergeant Hartman: Private Pyle has dishonored himself and dishonored the platoon. I have tried to help him. But I have failed. I have failed because YOU have not helped me. YOU people have not given Private Pyle the proper motivation! So, from now on, whenever Private Pyle fucks up, I will not punish him! I will punish all of YOU! And the way I see it ladies, you owe me for ONE JELLY DOUGHNUT! NOW GET ON YOUR FACES![rest of recruits get in front-leaning-rest position, Hartman turns to Pyle]Gunnery Sergeant Hartman: Open your mouth![shoves jelly doughnut into PYLE's mouth]Gunnery Sergeant Hartman: They're payin' for it; YOU eat it! Ready! Exercise!Lt. Lockhart: [reading] ... we have a new directive from M.A.F. on this. In the future, in place of "search. Featured on the Smirk Riddim is Sir Vival with his song entitled High Fly .Written by Sir Vival Produced by Impulse

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While?Private Cowboy: Sir, yes, sir.Gunnery Sergeant Hartman: What's your name, scumbag?Private Snowball: Sir, Private Brown, sir!Gunnery Sergeant Hartman: Bullshit! From now on you're Private Snowball. Do you like that name?Private Snowball: Sir, yes, sir!Gunnery Sergeant Hartman: Well there's one thing that you won't like, Private Snowball: they don't serve fried chicken and watermelon on a daily basis in my mess hall.Private Snowball: Sir, yes, sir![Marching Song]Gunnery Sergeant Hartman: I don't know but I been told...Marines: I don't know but I been told...Gunnery Sergeant Hartman: Eskimo pussy is mighty cold.Marines: Eskimo pussy is mighty cold.Gunnery Sergeant Hartman: MMM, good...Marines: MMM, good...Gunnery Sergeant Hartman: Tastes good...Marines: Tastes Good...Gunnery Sergeant Hartman: Feels Good.Marines: Feels good.Gunnery Sergeant Hartman: You best unfuck yourself or I will unscrew your head and shit down your NECK!Animal Mother: Freedom?[scoffs]Animal Mother: You'd better flush out your head, new guy. This isn't about freedom; this is a slaughter. If I'm gonna get my balls blown off for a word, my word is "poontang".Gunnery Sergeant Hartman: Do you think I'm cute, Private Pyle? Do you think I'm funny?Private Gomer Pyle: Sir, no, sir!Gunnery Sergeant Hartman: Then wipe that disgusting grin off your face.Private Gomer Pyle: Sir, yes, sir.[tries to stop smiling]Gunnery Sergeant Hartman: Well, any fucking time, sweetheart!Private Gomer Pyle: Sir, I'm trying, sir.Gunnery Sergeant Hartman: Private Pyle I'm gonna give you three seconds; exactly three-fucking-seconds to wipe that stupid looking grin off your face or I will gouge out your eyeballs and skull-fuck you! ONE! TWO! THREE!Private Gomer Pyle: Sir, I can't help it, sir.Gunnery Sergeant Hartman: Bullshit! Get on your knees scumbag![Pyle drops down to his knees]Gunnery Sergeant Hartman: Now choke yourself.[Pyle wraps his own hands around his throat]Gunnery Sergeant Hartman: Goddamn it, with MY hand, numb-nuts![Pyle reaches for Hartman's hand]Gunnery Sergeant Hartman: Don't pull my fucking hand over there! I said choke yourself; now lean forward and choke yourself![Pyle does so]Gunnery Sergeant Hartman: Are you through grinning?Private Gomer Pyle: [gagging] Sir, yes, sir.Gunnery Sergeant Hartman: Bullshit, I can't hear you!Private Gomer Pyle: [louder] Sir, yes, sir.Gunnery Sergeant Hartman: Bullshit, I STILL can't hear you! Sound off like you've got a pair!Private Gomer Pyle: SIR, YES, SIR!Gunnery Sergeant Hartman: That's enough! Get on your feet. Private Pyle you had best square your ass away and start shitting me Tiffany cufflinks or I will definitely fuck you up!Private Gomer Pyle: Sir, yes, sir.Gunnery Sergeant Hartman: Do any of you people