They’re right, but only in certain circumstances. THIS picture, for instance, is worth a thousand words. What’s the union rate for a thousand words during the writer’s strike, though?
by Tom Burns at Threadless, via Neatorama
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Seattle Mayor Greg Nickels said,
“I don’t care what you call it as long as you ride it.”
Yes, folks, that’s what we around these parts call a real friendly city.
Oh my, this IS random.
And NSFW, lingo-wise.
As near as I can make out, it’s some kind of pervy European Keebler elf frat house theme song, subtitled. If you speak… uh, elvish, by all means provide a translation!
Carol of the Old Ones
lyrics over the jump
It’s that time of year again; the time when families gather together (no, not the reading of the will!) and share what it means to celebrate Cthristmas.
It’s Beginning to Look a Lot Like Fishmen
lyrics over the jump
We at the ol’ raincoaster blog have taken to this like Deep Ones to the ocean depths, decorating not one but four different Cthristmas trees. Which one do you like best?
The Azathoth tree
The Chihuly tree
The Squid tree
and the latest entry:
the Octophrost tree
Octophrost, in case you landlubbing types didn’t know, is the Santa of the Sea. Closely related to the Cascadian Tree Octopus, Octophrost brings all the good small fry of the ocean their presents, which he carries in a large ink sac.
Octophrost is made of snow and ice … instead of shooting out ink clouds to hide he shoots out a mini blizzard of snow, that he makes all the toys himself because he’s got eight arms, and other stuff like that.
Naturally. If Santa himself had eight arms, he’d get all that present-delivering crap over with in ten minutes, and the squalling little brats at the mall wouldn’t have a chance when they made a break for it.
Now let’s all sing some Cthristmas Carols!
[odeo= http://odeo.com/audio/3525903/view%5D
Blue Solstice
lyrics, also, over the jump
Typical!
In a bid to take over where the Post Office leaves off (North Pole, postal code H0H 0H0) Microsoft this year introduced a Santa Claus MSN bot, for kids who, presumably, have better things to do that wait in line at the mall to talk to Santa.
Then they killed Santa.
From The Register:
Here’s the whopper that Microsoft spokesman Adam Sohn told AP: “It’s not like if you say, ‘Hello Santa’, he’s going to throw inappropriate stuff at you.”
Erm, yes it is, Adam. It’s pretty much exactly like that. When we innocently asked him to eat something, Santa said: “It’s fun to talk about oral sex, but I want to chat about something else.”
The slapdash job Microsoft did on the supposedly festive chat agent was revealed when Reg reader Iain’s nieces offered Santa some pizza. According to Microsoft the girls were “pushing this thing to make it do things it wasn’t supposed to do”.
Yep, Santabot was taken out behind the sled and shot faster than you can say “Old Yeller.”
Well, you can leave him cookies and milk if you insist, but it’s clear to astute readers what Santa really wants this year!
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