Looking for the story of the recent NYC beatdown? Go here.
It’s true: Borat, the Andrew Dice Clay of Khazakstan, has gotten the smackdown from the clueless, sharpie-wielding village idiots in NYC. Guess they ran outta pitchforks.
From Thighs Wide Shut, via Gawker. And if you’re thinking “Gee, she musta only had time to go to one website today” you’d be right. There’s a Guide to Muslim Humour on WordPress somewhere, but I’ll hafta find it for you tomorrow. L8r!
It had to happen. Not content with spoiling Fido with doggie spas, treadmills, massages, claw polish (they’re not nails, people, they’re claws) and vegan FFS dog food, pet owners now have a brand-spankin’ new way to pretend Rover is the child they never (thank GOD) had.
Premium beer.
From Gawker, via the Hellmouth, obviously.
In Union Square this morning, Heartland Brewery debuted the latest addition to their collection of oddly flavored beers: Slobber Lager, the beer just for dogs. In honor of the ASPCA‘s October fundraiser, rescued pooches were treated to Heartland’s special, non-alcoholic brew that smelled something like raw beef rotting in flood water (which, come to think of it, is an improvement over O’Doul’s). Exactly what Fido loves. As a bonus, Slobber Lager is less carbonated than regular human beer, so as to avoid any bloated chihuahua explosions.
Damn. One wonders, one does, what they would recommend for the morning after an overindulgence: hair of the human?
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