hood.
Heroic officers were honored by the Kansas City Police Department on Tuesday for recovering a lunatic's penis.
You know, that's really a job for a Hazmat team, if you think about it. From Sploid.
hood.
Heroic officers were honored by the Kansas City Police Department on Tuesday for recovering a lunatic's penis.
You know, that's really a job for a Hazmat team, if you think about it. From Sploid.
Here is a snippet from the memo Matt Stone sent the MPAA censors regarding the breakthrough cinematic work Team America, World Police South Park: The Movie. I am sure they were as delighted to receive it as Stone was to send it.
Not!

Via Boingboing and The Hot Blog. God, wouldn't it be lovely to make any movie you wanted and then send memos like that to professional prunes? Almost worth putting up with Hollywood.
From the Stick Figures in Peril pool on Flickr, via BoingBoing.

that Overheard in New York is being gamed by out-of-towners. The horror! The horror! Here's what Gawker's intrepid (can you imagine, she was noting things to blog about while vacationing! we certainly don't know anyone like that around here) not-offically-a-reporter-but-rather-a-blogger discovered last week.
So we caught up with our old college friend Ben while we were on vacation last week, and he excitedly informed us they’d he’d recently made it onto Overheard in New York…
He’d been in New York and hadn’t called? No, Ben explained, it was actually Brian’s story; Ben thought it would be good for Overheard and so submitted it. Brian lives in New York now? No, Ben continued, Brian lives in Florida. So how did Brian’s story, not-actually-overheard in Florida by Ben, make it onto Overheard in New York.
“Oh, said I heard it in Central Park.” Ben smiled.
I guarantee that all Overheards (over)written in these pages…uh, pixels, were actually overheard. By me. Here. Unless I say they were there. Like, not New York there, but elsewhere there. You know what I mean and don't get existential with me young man!
Perhaps He would wear this spiffy Flying Spaghetti Monster Crocheted Hat. Self-referential, sure, but great for keeping the ol’ strands cosy and dry.

The Flying Spaghetti Monster Hat
The Pope has a special hat. Rabbis have special hats. Rastafarians have special hats. Why not Pastafarians?
This hat is crocheted (I assume you could knit something similar). Unfortunately, I don’t how to write patterns — my grandma taught me how to crochet in a rather freeform manner (she also made the best spaghetti and meatballs, EVER – coincidence?). So here’s a very rough guide…
Now put on your hat and waggle your noodly appendages in His name — you’re warm, blessed, and look like a complete dork. AMEN.
I’m sure she meant to say RAmen.
Meanwhile, I think we can see in this video an unheralded, early sighting of FSM Himself. His vengence is terrible: I miss the Swedish Chef so much…