A weblog about stuff and junk by Jake Sutton
Oh, HELL no!
Are you frick-a-frackin’ kidding me?! One month monkeys are going all Hitchcock’s The Birds on a deputy mayor in Delhi, the next we find out some baby-momma is leaving her not-even-a-month-old child in the knit-picking hands of an obvious Simianista recruiting operative while she does “chores”?
This cannot stand, your honor! I OBJECT!
This video makes me shake my fists at the sky…
Some tidbits that make me happy:
McDaniel told police he became scared and asked Sutton to untie him when she attacked him with a knife. Instead, she sliced his leg, punctured his arm, shoulder and back, and cut his neck and stomach, court records show. When he escaped, she chased him with a pickax.
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Track o’ the Post: Moaner from Boucoup Fish by my favorite techno wizards, Underworld
(FYI: This is the first time Amazon didn’t have the MP3 download for the track I originally wanted to use: “I Bet You Look Good On The Dancefloor” by the Arctic Monkeys, which I still think is the more appropriate/amusing choice.)
Once, when I was small and living in the winter home of the Ringling Bros. and Barnum & Bailey Circus, I thought I’d like to be a clown. Nowadays I mostly subscribe to the “clowns are creepy” philosophy, though.
But when I come across a story like this, it warms the cockles, to be sure:
“White Power!� the Nazi’s shouted, “White Flour?� the clowns yelled back running in circles throwing flour in the air and raising separate letters which spelt “White Flour�.
“White Power!� the Nazi’s angrily shouted once more, “White flowers?� the clowns cheers and threw white flowers in the air and danced about merrily.
Awesome! And this happened in Knoxville, TN — my old neck of the woods.
Would it be possible to get a tally of “resignations” (specifically, any resignation tendered by someone who has been described as “embattled” at or around the time of resignation), indictments, and other forms of ouster for each presidential administration in the past, say, 50 years?
I’m just curious…
Well, Amy Winehouse is finally going to rehab (”No, no, no!“). Mad props to WWTDD for summing up the story perfectly:
Winehouse, who collapsed last week after taking a cocktail of heroin, ecstasy, cocaine and the horse tranquillizer ketamine, is now thought to be wait did that fucking say “heroin, ecstasy, cocaine and the horse tranquillizer ketamine”? HOLY SHIT!
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This story about a porn star called Mia Rose being banned from World of Warcraft for… um… being a porn star is hilarious. Where’s the logic in that? Wouldn’t you want people to think hot sluts played your game?
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David Allen should be announcing the winner of his tattoo giveaway today. Of course I entered, but I’m really rooting for his mom.
They way I imagine this happening
Scene: A junior exec from KM Communications is trying to bond with his teenage sons over a “meal” from Wendy’s, since he’s never learned to cook and hasn’t introduced his girlfriend to the boys yet out of fear that they would tell his ex-wife about her.
Dad: Hey! I’ve been put in charge of picking the call letters for some new TV stations. You guys wanna pick some out?
Boys: *whisper-giggle-whisper* Yeah, Dad, that’d be really cool. How about these…
Now the question is: Are there any other offensive call letters out there?
Rules of the game:
Personally, I don’t come up with much. WUSS and WIMP is about as good as I get.
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