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Grand Theft Auto: San Andreas Unlockables
The "Jumbo Jet"
Go to the airport in Las Venturas. Next look around for the large air hanger in 1 of the corners of the airport. Stand in front of the garage door of the hanger. It will open and there before your very eyes will be a huge airline passenger jet for you to fly around.
Submitted By: Rasta Rocket
Easy Pilot License
When driving a Shamal Plane if you have not got your license, fly in the Shamal for around 30 to 45 minutes and you will get a free pilot license.
Editor's note: when you get 20% flying skill, you will get a pilot license.
Submitted By: takeno360
Assets
Complete the assets missions/objectives to get money made at that location
Airstrip Asset - Complete the Missions for the Airstrip
Burger Shot Asset - Complete all 4 Deliveries in Las Venturas
Hippy Shopper Asset - Complete all 4 Deliveries in San Fierro
Roboi's Food Mart Asset - Complete all 4 Deliv... Read more »
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Weapons (tier 1):
Press R1, R2, L1, R2, Left, Down, Right, Up, Left, Down, Right, Up during
game play. A message will confirm correct code entry. The least powerful
weapons in each category and rocket launcher will be unlocked.
Note: Enabling this code will cause your street creds to drop in points. You
can check your creds in the stats menu at the pause screen. If you are in
the negative, you are a Playa-Hater.
Weapons (tier 2):
Press R1, R2, L1, R2, Left, Down, Right, Up, Left, Down(2), Left during game
play. A message will confirm correct code entry. The moderate powered
weapons in each category will be unlocked, including the flame thrower and
sniper rifle. Note: Enabling this code will cause your street creds to drop
in points. You can check your creds in the stats menu at the pause screen.
If you are in the negative, you are a Playa-Hater.
Weapons (tier 3):
Press R1, R2, L1,... Read more »
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Drah, 2 fast
Drah, 2 furious
I'm too fast for ya'll main
Drah, 2 fast
Drah, 2 furious
Ooh, I'm too fast for ya'll main
Chorus:
Aah, you just came home from doing a bitch
Tell me what you gon do? Act a fool
Somebody broke in and cleaned out your crib
Boy whatcha gon do? Act a fool
Just bought a new pair and they scuffed your shoes
Tell me what you gon do? Act a fool
Now them cops tryna throw you in them county blues
Boy whatcha gon do? Act a fool
Verse 1:
Talkin' about gats, traps, cops and robbers
it's 911 please call the doctor
Evacuate the building and trick the pigs
Since everybody wanna piece of me, we gon split ya wigs
See some fools slipped up and over-stepped their boundaries
You about to catch a cold, stay the fuck around from me
Ya peeps talkin' 'bout what kinds of shits he on
You dissapear like poof bitch be gone
You think 12 gon catch me, gimmie a break
I'm su... Read more »
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Robert Louis Stevenson
For I am very small.
I made a boat, I made a town,
I searched the caverns up and down,
And named them one and all.
And all about was mine, I said,
The little sparrows overhead,
The little minnows too.
This was the world and I was king;
For me the bees came by to sing,
For me the swallows flew.
I played there were no deeper seas,
Nor any wider plains than these,
Nor other kings than me.
At last I heard my mother call
Out from the house at evenfall,
To call me home to tea.
And I must rise and leave my dell,
And leave my dimpled water well,
And leave my heather blooms.
Alas! and as my home I neared,
How very big my nurse appeared,
How great and cool the rooms!
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William Wordsworth (1770 – 1850)
The world is too much with us
The world is too much with us; late and soon,
Getting and spending, we lay waste our powers;
Little we see in Nature that is ours;
We have given our hearts away, a sordid boon!
This Sea that bares her bosom to the moon;
The winds that will be howling at all hours,
And are up-gathered now like sleeping flowers,
For this, for everything, we are out of tune;
It moves us not.--Great God! I'd rather be
A pagan suckled in a creed outworn;
So might I, standing on this pleasant lea,
Have glimpses that would make me less forlorn;
Have sight of Proteus rising from the sea;
Or hear old Triton blow his wreathèd horn.
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William Wordsworth (1770 – 1850)
The world is too much with us
The world is too much with us; late and soon,
Getting and spending, we lay waste our powers;
Little we see in Nature that is ours;
We have given our hearts away, a sordid boon!
This Sea that bares her bosom to the moon;
The winds that will be howling at all hours,
And are up-gathered now like sleeping flowers,
For this, for everything, we are out of tune;
It moves us not.--Great God! I'd rather be
A pagan suckled in a creed outworn;
So might I, standing on this pleasant lea,
Have glimpses that would make me less forlorn;
Have sight of Proteus rising from the sea;
Or hear old Triton blow his wreathèd horn.
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William Shakespeare (1564 – 1616)
All the World’s a Stage
All the world's a stage,
And all the men and women merely players;
They have their exits and their entrances,
And one man in his time plays many parts,
His acts being seven ages. At first, the infant,
Mewling and puking in the nurse's arms.
Then the whining schoolboy, with his satchel
And shining morning face, creeping like snail
Unwillingly to school. And then the lover,
Sighing like furnace, with a woeful ballad
Made to his mistress' eyebrow. Then a soldier,
Full of strange oaths and bearded like the pard,
Jealous in honor, sudden and quick in quarrel,
Seeking the bubble reputation
Even in the cannon's mouth. And then the justice,
In fair round belly with good capon lined,
With eyes severe and beard of formal cut,
Full of wise saws and modern instances;
And so he plays his part. Th... Read more »
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Robert Louis Stevenson
The Gardener
The gardener does not love to talk,
He makes me keep the gravel walk;
And when he puts his tools away,
He locks the door and takes the key.
Away behind the currant row
Where no one else but cook may go,
Far in the plots, I see him dig,
Old and serious, brown and big.
He digs the flowers, green, red, and blue,
Nor wishes to be spoken to.
He digs the flowers and cuts the hay,
And never seems to want to play.
Silly gardener! summer goes,
And winter comes with pinching toes,
When in the garden bare and brown
You must lay your barrow down.
Well now, and while the summer stays,
To profit by these garden days
O how much wiser you would be
To play at Indian wars with me!
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You can Hypnotize Chickens
A chicken can be hypnotized, or put into a trance by holding its head down against the ground, and continuously drawing a line along the ground with a stick or a finger, starting at its beak and extending straight outward in front of the chicken.
If the chicken is hypnotized in this manner, it will remain immobile
for somewhere between 15 seconds to 30 minutes, continuing to stare at
the line.
You can have an erection once dead
A death erection (sometimes referred to as “angel lust”) is a post-mortem erection wh... Read more »
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