So…is this where angel dust comes from? Who is the patron saint of handi-wipes?
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Category Archives: gross
latest Undignified Deaths news…
Also, headline of the day, from Fark as usual:
Cool, I found another geckoooOOoooooooooooohhhhhh
It seems that a nocturnal gecko-hunter, out for a quick 3am lizard-gathering in a cost-free initiative to feed his presumably ravenous snake (and really, haven’t we all heard that line about the snake and his appetites at 3am? well, exactly), opened a door in a disused building and pulled a Wile E. Coyote, only without the part where he lives afterwards. 45m straight down a shaft into a sewer.
News.com.au has the details…although it was generous of them to leave the fellow’s name off the report. In the absence of more information, we here at the ol’ raincoaster blog are presuming his middle name was Wayne.
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Jumbo Squid: we’re in ur oeshunz, attakin ur videocameras
Yes, another YouTube. I tried to hold off on this one (hey, seafood stays fresh for a long time, right?) but got scooped by weirdscience and poked by StilettoGirl, and so can contain myself no longer!
Let my Calamari go!
Dosidicus gigas wants to be free!
Ia! Ia! Cthulhu Fhtagn!
So who cares if they’re in California, eating all the seafood. We’ve got an inundation of tourists eating all of ours, up and down the coasts of Robson Street, and you don’t hear us complaining, though nary a Prawn Skewer they leave for us locals!
Come to think of it, if I ever start a rock band I’m totally gonna call it Jumbo Squid Invasion!
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the flying jellyfish of Singapore
As constant readers know, we at the ol’ raincoaster blog just can’t get enough of the gigantic, icky Jellyfish thang. I think (we thinks?) we’ve been traumatized ever since we went kayaking during the Great Indian Arm Jellyfish Migration and ended up accidently scooping them onto the paddles with every stroke, wherefrom they would sliiiiiiiiiide down the handle and onto our hands YUCJYUCKYIKUGH and then plop onto the spray skirt, where we’d have to flick them off with the back of our hand encased in a plastic bag, ew!
But we’re over that.
In any case, imagine our thrillation and excititivity when we found that according to the Guardian (source of the above flying jellyfish imagey corroboration) Singapore has apparently got an entire festival devoted to giant, flying jellyfish. Well all we can say is, if there were giant flying jellyfish around these parts, we’d be all for The Festival. Festivities? Festivatin’, yo. Gotta keep ’em happy; the specter of a world filled with giant, flying, pissed-off jellyfish is too horrible to bear!
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