Ethics and Law discussion. Riveting stuff.

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Toolbox News discusses Ethics & Laws

 First episode of my first fanmade series is finally out! enjoy! :)) 

Simon's spark Skatajade pulls a cruel prank on Charlie's spark Hammakade while Skatajade and Paintana are at the skating rink and find Hammakade in the dirt playing with his screws from his toolbox weapon.

"Skatajade scares Hammakade" Simon & Charlie: SPARKS (Episode one)

Draka has an argument with Rok over the Galanet contract he just signed blind – you can’t do business like that! Draka takes the notebook computer where Rok’s electronic signature is stored and leaves on vacation...

Take My Muffin S01E03

The work on the business model for the Waternet project drags on very slowly. It’s not clear how to even approach it. It’s going to take a long time to get the first tranche from the investors. But Rok needs money right now to cover his startup lab’s operating expenses. During a squabble about the budget between Draka, the CFO, and Noper, the engineer, Korney comes up with an idea for a new startup...

Take My Muffin S01E02

HALLUCINOGENIC BOOGERS, THE INTERNET 2.0, AND THE WATERNET

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Take My Muffin S01E01

Ashe shows Mercy a good time (and scares her a bit, too)

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Ashe and Mercy Have a Fu-Tastic Hallowen

Happy Two-thousand-whatever... my friends!

My wonderful friends! Fine citizens from free democratic countries everywhere! I — the greatest and best-known long-lived viral advertisement of them all — I would like to wish — all of you an extremely joyous New Year! Whatta you keep looking at? Ahhh, message!.. Message. This past year was big as it could be, very eventful. Full of all the things: happiness and misery, things found and things lost. Everyone did their own stuff — got somethin', gave away somethin'... Somebody lost a wallet, somebody found it. Someone got robbed while someone made a fortune. Some people tallied up votes, others pumped oil. All of these small, controversial heroic deeds make up the life of a great country — our beloved Homeland. Its heartbeat consists of the actions of each and every one of us, and I know in the future —we'll withstand every test the world wants to throw at us — yet again proving our right — for a special — place in — history. In fact, we've all been working on it pretty hard already. Some too hard, really. You guys are shouting so darn much — that you've completely stopped using your heads at all. I say the words "jerk off" — and you think the only thing I'm talking about is jerking off. I talk about "prostitution" — and you think the only thing I'm referring to is actual hookers. I talk about eating one another and all you see is cannibalism. Are you really that stupid? Are you...really that stupid? Are you... really that... stupid? But the State got exactly what I meant. Because it listened — and was frightened. And then certain governmental organizations dropped some very strong hints — as to where my place was. Well, my dear friends… thanks for shouting. I'm not sure if I shall have the pleasure of seeing you in the New Year... but I do want to appeal to every single one of you from the bottom of my heart: Go deeper than just thinking about it — make a sincere and conscious decision... Are you ready — to journey with me — further? And so — Happy Two-thousand-whatever... my friends!

Mr. Freeman, part 05

Maybe vegans and greenies will go into the very first batch of universal protein ration?

Hi there! There're a lot of you! What are you munchin' on over there? Ah. I thought it was potted meat for sure. All right then... Take a little break from your meal, and let's play Make Believe. Imagine that you're a rich manufacturer... transporting spices and brocade fabric by ship. Long voyage, comfy cabin, vast sea: beautiful. But one fine day, rats under the deck started crapping in your spices and gnawing on your precious fabric. What are you gonna do to get rid of these wretched pests, hm? Simple: You put five rats in one barrel, lock 'em in there together for a couple o'weeks... Until the only thing left in the barrel is one single rat. Who gobbled up his brothers when he got hungry. Now we have what? Right, we have a cannibal. Somebody that, out of all possible meals prefers, what? Right. The meat of his own species! Now you release him in the hold and... True genius is so simple. Hamsters, wolves and some cats eat their newborns — and for them, this behavior is completely normal. Adorable little lemmings falling to their deaths when there isn't enough food to go around is also normal, right? To say nothing of the fact that meat from one of your own species digests far better than any other food thanks to the similarities in protein and salt composition of the victim and the eater. By the way, cannibalism as a cultural phenomenon has never disappeared from our little planet. We're all aware of its religious and sexual forms. But it's a rather exotic topic for curious people and field experts. Yet we, the genuine humanists, dismiss their absurd narrow-mindedness and fickle moral qualms, because, we are much more focused on the economic dimension. Ya better listen up! The biggest problem faced by humankind is not global warming but overpopulation and famine. In the last fifty years, the total number of people who were born and died equals the births and deaths in all the rest of human history. In other words, we're getting a bit too many. You get what I mean? The terrible day's coming when all the wimps are going to learn... We — are our own food. In underdeveloped societies, the cannibalism will happen - randomly, on the principle of "who can I catch?" Pretty much the same as how they mate. But for civilized societies, it — should and certainly will be a more industrial process. Just imagine: Farms, spacious and well-lit, where in comfortable stalls, utilizing the latest technology, they breed select two-legged live stock. Ya know, the animals who permit themselves to become food end up as the winners in the mortal interspecies battle for control over the planet. Did you know that? How many tigers are on Earth? Not very many. Lions? How 'bout bears? Very few. But now riddle me this: how many cows live on Earth? There are billions of them. Understand? Now, listen up. Has it ever occurred to you to wonder who might have already started the process of turning us into livestock? Physiological and sociological conditioning is already happening. Just look at this: Cultivation of stem cells — is one. Use of serum from abortive material in medicine — is the second. Popular movies about the living dead devouring human flesh — three. Laws about euthanasia — four. Shawarma or gyros made from who knows what sold on every corner — five. Do you know for sure what that stuff is? There's no need to be scared of this bright future. No crisis will menace us ever again. The vegans and the tree huggers'll be downright giddy — nobody'll harm their beloved animals anymore! Although maybe those vegans and greenies will go into the very first batch of universal protein ration. Huh? Give it a think.

Mr. Freeman, part 04

Hey. Do you like prostitutes, friend? I totally love 'em.

Hey. Do you like prostitutes, friend? I totally love 'em. After all it's the oldest profession on Earth. Hookers have a lot in common with politicians, journalists and actors... All of whom can either be artists or poseurs, turning cheap, dirty tricks — or answering a true calling. It's easy to say that women who, voluntarily or not, got into this craziness are weak, stupid, and spineless sluts. But are they not just satisfying demand? We all know that without them some would go bonkers from loneliness, fear, frustration and all kinds of complexes. I say without a smidgeon of irony: Most of these women, who by whatever twist of fate, became professional satisfiers of pathetic male fantasies are far more decent and fair than their despicable clientele. I totally get guys who say sex with hookers is the purest, most honest kind of sex that anyone can ever have. While a free-of-charge quickie can cost so much more... leaving behind such a residue of shame and cynicism for all involved that no matter how hard you try to you can never wash it off. And so I ask you — is there anything new that can be said about this storied topic of old? Not a goddamn thing. We can only shrug our shoulders. Or as we walk along the streets watching 13 and 14 year old girls hop into random cars we can be dumbfounded again and again from the sheer inconceivability of this scene. Or am I wrong? Ouch! And what's this monument? It's to an unknown, um... It says it's for an unknown hooker?? What the...? Well... Why the hell not? For the boys who go missing in action in senseless wars they build entire parks as memorials. Isn't this also a battlefield? Isn't the world of prostitution one big slaughterhouse? Of course it's naive to think that fantasies about Prince Charming will soon stop turning the heads of girls dreaming of rom-com lives. Where a handsome man in a fancy car sweeps then off their feet and puts a ring right on their finger. Let the prudes grind their perfect teeth to dust right now, cuz, baby, this bronze beauty IS going to stand somewhere along 5th Avenue, or the Champs-Élysées — some glorious main street of our cities. I command it! A giant woman in a provocatively short dress, rain or shine, an eyesore eternally waving horny men down. Forcing every passer-by to engage their brains and decide for themselves — what do they think of it. — And what's this monument? 
— It's in honor of the Noble Hooker. 
— An actual prostitute monument? What for? 
— What for? Because... they're good-looking, of course.

Mr. Freeman, part 03

All right, hot-shots, no small talk or bullshit today! THIS IS MY TERRITORY!

All right, hot-shots, no small talk or bullshit today! Just cold reality and stark, naked truth. Don't wanna know, or friggin' scared? Door's there! Whattaya waiting for? Thanks for sharing, get the hell out! I've had it with your snobby fed-up attitude and your non-stop whining. Why ya smiling? I said get the hell out! THIS IS MY TERRITORY! I've gotten thousands and thousands of comments: "Been there done that”, "Blah blah blah", "Hey this is awesome!", “Teen solipsism blah-blah!”, "I'm adding this to my Favorites list!", "Heard it before - same old shit!" What have these "commenters" ever done in their entire insipid boring lives that's interesting and new? I mean have they ever created a SINGLE THING? From what I've seen they just smear nothing but crap on my comments section. And that's it! Most people have hands, heads, and asses. And what've they produced with them except shit? They shit on the internet while they shit in the toilet. On the net, in the toilet. On the net, in the toilet. What's gonna be left for your stupid kids and grandkids once you're gone, hmm? Unfunny jokes in random blogs that nobody ever reads? Then there's this crap: "Ooh, I've already heard all that before, why don't you come up with something new so I can laugh my ASS OFF!" Ha-ha-ha! There are a googleplex of Boob-tube channels for your "entertainment", so ya can suck down sappy gags all day and never think AT ALL! Now ya can zone out 24/7, without ever turning on your flabby brain. Eat, shit, laugh! Eat, shit, laugh! Eat, shit, laugh! Eat, shit, laugh! Eat, shit, laugh! EAT, SHIT, LAUGH! EAT, SHIT, LAUGH! People! Yeah, you! Take a look at yourselves. Billions of comments all over the web... And they're mostly - shit. Shit, shit, shit... and only a few get the actual message. You are slow on the draw, human beings. You are — slow on the draw. If you've already heard everything... Then why haven't you done anything to make changes in your lives? Hmm? You're so damn tough and certain you're right, aren't you all? And what if you got chained to a radiator, with a baseball bat sticking right in your face? Where will that toughness and certainty go then? Into your pants? With all your adrenaline!? You didn't duck in time! Seven : Zero! You've gotta be nimbler, my precious! They say I’m the same trash as the rest. Guess what, my darling friends? Given the alleged value system of the majority. I'm far worse than that! Far worse! Well I wonder now what your comments will be like... Or maybe get off your ass and change the system?

Mr. Freeman, part 63

Three short qumi-stories about portals...

This is the new mix from Qumi-World, where strange Qumi-Qumi creatures live. One of the main methods to move around Qumi-World is to use portals!

Qumi-Qumi "The Portals"

Joyful and pleasant pastime, a piece of a pocket-size happiness for anyone...

Mr. Freeman, Part 64 Ooops! Uh… Close the door! Get all of the young children out of here, and put your hands where I can see them! Do it! Today I’m going to tell you about a joyful and pleasant pastime, a piece of a pocket-size happiness for anyone, a path to pure pleasure that can begin anywhere and at any time at all. And if you want to play along, there’s only one tool that you’ll need at hand. Are you intrigued? Wonderful! It’s still a mystery who owns the patent on this activity, but the bible’s own Onan has a copyright on his own ism for. The second son of Judah, Onan was required by tradition to marry his older brother’s widow and impregnate her. But Onan was a savvy chap so he slipped out of his duty and spilled his seed — right — on the ground. It’s a mistake to think that he was masturbating. In fact, he just didn’t finish inside Tamar. Do you understand why? They liked things the way they were. And just for that, he had to pay with his life… They say that 98% of all men masturbate and the other 2% they just don’t admit it. Well, you understand why. But as a matter of fact, the truth is much more serious! It’s not only men, all pubescent humans masturbate, just some more than others. Uh-huh! Those are the statistics. It’s our nature. And we can’t escape it no matter what we try to do about it. All of mankind, pardon… It changes the view a bit on our rather serious world, doesn’t it? All of these gloomy people around us, and the Congress, and the President. Although the President probably doesn’t have time for all that. Well, there you have it. You have something in common with folks like Napoleon, Socrates, Hitler and the President… In ancient Egypt, by the way, the Pharaohs ceremonially masturbated into the Nile. And the Greeks had no problems with it whatsoever; they considered it the norm, and we won’t even get into India and China where this process was practically sacred. In the enlightened Europe of the 18th century booklets claiming that masturbation led to blindness, epilepsy, hairy palms, gonorrhea and loss of mental functions were very popular. But you know what? I bet, everyone was doing it anyway if they had hands! No, of course there were outcasts for example — Kant. Now there was a guy who thought jerking off was a sin worse than killing yourself. Oh, but nowadays, you and I know very well what is what. Or am I wrong? Today there are claims that frequent masturbation can actually help prevent prostate cancer. Others have found a connection between this act and death from coronary heart disease. While some say that those who actively masturbate don’t suffer as greatly from swings in blood pressure. Some claim that hands jobs weaken potency, while others say it helps flush those old low mobility sperm out of the reproductive tract. And for just as long of these debates and battles have been raging on, the world has been passionately doing what? That’s right! Playing with themselves… And, uh… Where are your hands right now, by the way?

Mr. Freeman, part 64

Mr. Freeman, part 0 So here you are. You’ve laid your fears and doubts on the bonfire for me to burn the hell out of them. Now I step out into the center of this effin coliseum with a torch and a gas can in my hands. In front of me — a crowd of naked people backing up against the walls. I’m in the middle of things, as you can see, and in fact, I AM the thing. Oh, yes. I created myself! I’ve put it all under my control! 
You get what I mean? 
It’s strange… I actually exist in the real world. I think, and I’m totally free of stereotypes. Oh, yeah. My world… has infinite possibilities without the daily junk food of television clichés without the catchwords and slogans that are imposed by governments, or by the boob tube, or by your precious Internet. So here I am. Right here. And I’m real. You’re staring at your computer screen right now, but are you there? Hey, hello?! And is there any way to prove that to me?! And so it appears… that you don’t exist… and I… do. I always have something to say, and what do you have to say? Think about it! “Gimme two brews and some chips” – mmm, how revolting! Or, “Honey, I need to use the bathroom” – while in fact you sit on the can and text your lover, or pardon me, jerk off. Your whole entire life is nothing but lies, porn, domestic spats, Internet addiction and mobile slavery. Well, am I wrong? Now tell me, have you ever done anything that’s actually out of the box? Never! And you want to know why you won’t be able to? Because it lies outside your comfort zone and you’re packed into like you’re packed inside a reinforced polypropylene bag. You are slabs of meat… squeezed between your daily routines and your work. “Next one in the line, please!” Or am I wrong?! Maybe I’m mistaken? Go ahead and correct me! For instance, could you give away your cell phone to some random person? Huh? Now that’s a killer question! Could you go right now and reformat the hard drive on your computer? Isn’t it freaky? Did you shit yourself?! Do you know why you won’t do it? It’s because it would be like you’re committing suicide. You don’t exist without this stuff. Have you ever done anything? Anything? Anything at all on your own? Have you ever just followed your own decision instead of waiting for the order, “Just do it!”, huh?!!!! So it looks like I am the real one and you are just an underdeveloped figment of someone’s imagination. You haven’t been drawn yet. You’re gonna have to try awfully hard if you want to prove that it’s the other way around and you can consider yourself a real living being! And most importantly, this is not a game. This is a…

Mr. Freeman, part 0

Qumi-Qumi are playing an arcade machine but they lack a coin to continue their spree.

Qumi-Qumi friends are playing an arcade machine but they lack a coin to continue their spree. A number of random incidents urge them to open a beauty parlour to earn some coins for their game to continue. However, it turns out a beauty parlour is not an easy way to earn money! Crazy events that follow their enterprise turn the Qumi world upside down and even affect the Jumi-Qumi king and his queen!

Qumi-Qumi "Money Money"

The last true story about Tuk in the first season...

This is the last true-flee-story about shaman Tuk, his dog, his wife, his world, etc. We hope to find resources to make the next season one day. Thank you for being with us!

Shaman's Quest, part 10

You'll never know what can help you to solve the problem. Sometimes everything goes wrong, but in the very end all questions have the right answers...

Shaman's Quest, part 9

What will you do if your own house and you will be separated by a huge hole? How to return back to your wife and kid? Tuk knows what to do!

Shaman's Quest, part 8

This is the egg story. Do you know how many objects in the world are eggs?

Do you know how many objects in the world are eggs? If you live on the North Pole, you have to know this to be protected from the thieves! Otherwise you can loose the most important people in your life — your family!

Shaman's Quest, part 7

This is oil story... The real trend of the world. How Tuk uses oil to solve his problems? How to get oil on the Pole? Check this out!

Shaman's Quest, part 6

This time Tuk has to return his wife back from far-far-away, staying at home...

Shaman's Quest, part 5

This time Tuk has to start the fire. On the North Pole. With no matches and lighter... But you have to know how the world works to solve the problems like this one!

Shaman's Quest, part 4

What do you know about penguin DISCO? Nothing! And if you don't nothing about it you are not able to protect from you and your family from this intrusive noise!

Shaman's Quest, part 3

The second story about shaman Tuk and... Mamoth!

Sometimes finish can be sacramental action with unbelievable rules of Polar world...

Shaman's Quest, part 2

Do you know who could help you to solve the problem with your house? You will never know, but Tuk knows it absolutely!

Shaman's Quest, part 1

The short story about zombie fight and cheating, friendship and jealousy.

Qumi-Qumi "Zombie"

There are three funny short stories about qumi-world and qumi-people. Zombie, kawaii cat, balloons, rasta-cloud, etc.

Qumi-Qumi "Mix"

Shumi-Qumi General falls in love with Yusi and kidnaps her for marriage. Of course Juga and Shumadan can’t let this happen. To release Yusi they use magic cakes but the effect turns out unexpected.

Qumi-Qumi "Boss in Love"

New Year’s Eve is approaching and Shumadan wants to give Yusi a present...

New Year’s Eve is approaching and Shumadan wants to give Yusi a present – a nice snowman. Juga is jealous and tries to interfere with Shumadan’s plan. Because of Juga’s machinations the snowman turns into a huge snowball which rolls right on the sledge with Santa Claus. If the three friends don’t bring Santa Claus back to his senses, the holiday may never happen!

Qumi-Qumi "Happy New Year

Juga is instructed to charge a solar sheep which gives light to his tribe at night. However, the General from Shumadan’s military tribe abducts the sheep for it to serve him. Juga has to get it back…

Qumi-Qumi "Solar Energy"

Yusi finds an old battle robot on the dump and transforms him into a faithful iron assistant. But Juga and Shumadan don't like new Yusi's friend, because he surpasses them in everything. So they decid…

Qumi-Qumi "Robot"

Juga gets underground where Queen with three eyes makes her enchanted prisoners cook jam.

Juga gets underground where the Queen with three eyes makes her enchanted prisoners cook jam for her. Juga beats the Queen and gets her third eye which contains magic power. Is our careless Juga able to take control over this power?

Qumi-Qumi "The Third Eye"

Shumi-Qumi's General hunts for small petroleum droplet called Oilo. He wants to use this lovely creature as a fuel for his rocket. Having learned about the brutal plan of General Juga, Yusi and Shumadan join into the confrontation with him.

Qumi-Qumi "Oilo"

Shumadan eats up the apple in which Yusi's pet worm lives. To rescue worm Yusi and Juga use the special machine that makes them smaller and helps to get into Shumadan's stomach. They don't even suspec…

Qumi-Qumi "The Small Worm

Yusi wants to make nice photos of nature but city garbage trucks spoil the fun. Shumadan and Juga arrive on a balloon and save Yusi from under a pile of trash. It seems they are out of danger but the anchor of the balloon accidentally hits a huge predatory toad...

Qumi-Qumi "Trash Toad"

The three friends are fishing peacefully when a huge sea monster swallows their bait. The monster swallows Yusi and dissapears underwater. Juga runs to ask help from Shaman while Shumadan jumps into the water following the monster. Which of the guys will save Yusi and become a hero?

Qumi-Qumi "The Fishing"

Juga gets on the sky inhabited by paunchy cloudies. They are dancing all day long - Elvis Presley, the king of rock-n-roll himselft is singing for them. Juga soon finds out that Elvis is only a prisoner of the cloudies. Juga decides to help him escape.