This is a good vid for those days when Fiona Apple‘s perkiness drives you crazy and you decide it would be a good idea to commission Gulag Archipelago: the Musical! Actress and singer Charlotte Gainsbourg has been rich, famous, and talented since birth, so obviously she’s got a lot to be depressed about.
Actually, if I had an accent like that I’d be depressed too.
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Michael Moore and his merry band of fags pay a visit to the homophobiest preacher the US has ever produced. Stolen from here which is a site I got to because Alexa told me someone on that page linked to my blog…which no-one did. The innernet works in mysterious ways.
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Ooooooh, me wantsssss. Me wants baaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaad. What happens when you put a poptart in?
Like, say, Britney?
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or they’d have recognized this as the breakup of a Soyuz rocket over Denver, as opposed to the bullshit astronomical phenomenon they Googled in the last five minutes before air. You must listen to all the meaningless jabber that spews from this gibbering idiot. You can practically hear the marbles clacking in the vast emptiness of cranium.
…it’s amazing to me that the new anchors reporting this have no clue about what they are talking about. Extinct constellation? Quandrant-Tits? WFT?
Update! Turns out it wasn’t a meteor at all!
DENVER FIREBALL: Something from space disintegrated over Denver, Colorado, this morning around 6:20 am MST (1320 UT). Witnesses describe it as “brilliant, slow, twinkling, sparkly and full of rainbow colors.” It was not a meteor. The fireball was the decaying body of a Soyuz U rocket that launched the French COROT space telescope on Dec. 27th. The re-entry caused no damage on the ground–just a beautiful display in the sky.
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No, it’s not the regulations for a new kind of kink party. It’s a trip in the Wayback Machine to deepest, darkest 2005, when Burger King, of all monarchies, rolled out perhaps the awesomest, gob-smackiest, rootin’ tootin’ time wastin’-est website in the entire history of the Intertubes.
The deal is this: You type in something for the chicken to do, then you Submit (it’s a Subservient website; what would you expect?) and the garterbelt-clad-yet-otherwise-nekkid-as-a-jaybird chicken performs whatever act your devious mind can come up with for her.
Strangely, the list of actions seems to have shortened since last I frequented the site. She can no longer, it seems, remember the Macarena. She now does Half Lotus position when you type Yoga, rather than the Warrior pose she used to do. Air Guitar is no longer in her poulexicon.
And just try typing “show us your boobs”. Someone with more hacker skillz and patience than myself will have to let me know if the dirty chicken hacks still work. All I got was the stern e-cluck and fingerwag.
I recall with pride that I was probably the first to type in “Destroy Tokyo” and that it still works.
Supposition as to the identity of the masked chicken abounds to this day. Given the Oscar-worthy effort of the immortal Subservient Chicken routine “Perform Shakespeare” I think there can be no doubt that we are dealing with an actor of rare quality and subtlety, one who had fallen upon hard times, if only momentarily .
Yes.
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raincoaster 