Jaws, re-edited to reveal the advertising pitch meeting we all sensed was latent in the metaphor-infested waters of that bloated old mauler.
By those musical greats, the Scottish Falsetto Sock Puppet Theatre!
Also posted by Collin over at Cornell Finch.
Unintelligible, mangled, “r”-rrrrrollin’ lyrics decoded after the jump.
Remember those spiffy, chorusline-dancin’ murderous thugs from the Axe Gang in the chop-socky classic Kung Fu Hustle? Ever thought, “gee, my life would be so much better if only I had those moves!“? Well my arrhythmic whiteboy friend, now you can have them, thanks to this brilliant, slickly glam, high-tech How to Dance Like an Axe Gang Member video.
Because Americans cannot tell time, a man’s four-day ordeal on a stationary bike is ineligible for the Guinness Book of World Records.
George Hood spent 85 hours riding a stationary bike in January, riding the equivalent of about 1,080 miles, and thought he had bested the existing record of 82.
However, Guinness World Records officials invalidated Hood‘s entry because of record-keeping errors.
About 40 volunteers took turns logging Hood‘s efforts, but they made addition and subtraction mistakes and had trouble reading a 24-hour clock, Guinness officials said.
Expect Bush to pull particulary gifted chronologists off active duty in Iraq and put them on Texas Gym Patrol.
Remember that cute little nursery rhyme about what little boys and girls are made of? Well this takes that mystery right off the table, because once the Great Pumpkin gets through with them, you can actually see the component parts! Awesome!
Stolen from Dr Mike.