Iowa State Fair Update
Gigantor: A one-pound hamburger served between two grilled cheese sandwiches and topped with macaroni and cheese will make its debut at the Bird’s Nest at the top of the hill at 3000 East Grand Ave., by the AE Dairy Stage.
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(via marginal revolution)
Oscar Mayer. It doesn’t get better than this.
Oscar Mayer Sandwich Combos are one of the five unique varieties of Adult Lunch Combos.
Cindy tipped me to this, and I have been snorting ever since.
tweet of the day
weehuggers
Alicia is researching cloth diapers for Levi and thought this video was something the flock might enjoy.
from the comments
Woke up this mornin’
Sun in my eyes
Headed to the bathroom
And to my surpriseI pooped a boot
I pooped a boot
I pooped a boot
I pooped a bootNow, I ain’t from Canada
Ain’t from Paris, France
But I got me some talent
This here asshole can danceI pooped a boot
I pooped a boot
B-b-b-b-b-boot
B-b-b-b-b-boot
I pooped a boot
I pooped a boot
O Canada!
I pooped a boot.
“Oh, go fuck yourself”
That such brutal language as “You cock-sucking son of a bitch!” “You prick-eating bastard!” “You cunt-lapping dog!” “Kiss my ass, you son of a bitch!” “A dog must have fucked your mother when she made you!” “I fucked your mother, you sister, your wife!” “I’ll make you suck my ass!” “You cock-sucker!” and many other revolting terms are used by a limited number of players to intimidate umpires and opposing players, and are promiscuously used upon the ball field, is vouched for by the almost unanimous assertion of those invited to speak, and who are competent to speak from personal knowledge. Whether it be the language quoted above, or some other indecent and infamous invention of depravity, the League is pledged to remove it from the ball field, whether it necessitates the removal of the offender for a day or for all time. Any indecent or obscene word, sentence, or expression, unfit for print or the human ear, whether mentioned in these instructions or not, is contemplated under the law and within its intent and meaning, and will be dealt with without fear or favor when the fact is established by conclusive proof.
This may or may not be an actual memo sent to Major League Baseball players in 1898 as part of a campaign to eradicate foul language from the game, but who gives a fuck, you worthless ball licker?
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headline of the day
Poopy peeper explains why he’s not a perv
Reggie Watt – Fuck Shit Stack
A great satire of rap by a fine rap artist.
There is also a particularly brilliant pony-ized version, if you know the original My little Pony clip.
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headline of the day, II
Moscow Mulls Terrorist-Proof Toilets
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coming out of sleep
Now I lay me down to sleep.
I pray the Lord my butt to keep.
And if I poop before I wake.
Also, fish poop
Environmentalists argue that intensive and unregulated tilapia farming is damaging ecosystems in poor countries with practices generally prohibited in the United States — like breeding huge numbers of fish in cages in natural lakes, where fish waste pollutes the water.
from the comments
He eats lots of chicken bones and poops pieces of felt.
Easter Weekend Offer
Posted to Dubuque Freecycle group Sat Apr 23, 2011 8:17 pm (PDT):
Offering Disney Princess potty seat. Foam is removable and all freshly sanitized. Please only respond if serious and can pick up at agreed upon time.
Thank you!
I am deadly serious. And I will not be a minute late.
You’re welcome.
from the spam
What a shit. How can you call it a web site?
Artist’s Shit
In 1961, the Italian artist Piero Manzoni did more than fling a pot of paint. He offered art-buyers 90 tins of his own excrement, at a price equal to their weight in gold. Although some critics were outraged, art lovers paid through the nose for what had passed through Manzoni’s behind. Or had it? One of Manzoni’s collaborators, Agostino Bonalumi, has now revealed that the tins are not full of faeces, but plaster. [ ... ] Does Bonalumi’s revelation mean that a 30g can of “freshly preserved, produced and tinned Artist’s Shit” is worth far less than the pots of gold paid for them? The Tate shelled out £22,300 for one in 2000, and recently another went for £84,000 at auction in Milan.
One way to circumvent this authenticity question is to jar the specimen in glass like William Burroughs did. Even if it’s not clear whether Burroughs intended it to be art or not, the two “bioartists” who got a hold of this jar are using extracted DNA from said shit to make an “art gun” to shoot his DNA into cellular nuclei.
The Assize of Nuisance
Alice Wade, who lived in 14th Century London, could not countenance the smell of her own poo.
A good place to write crap
Vijender Shekhawat’s big break came while visiting a shrine near the Amber Fort in Jaipur, as he glanced down at the pile of elephant dung he had just failed to avoid. A struggling maker of handmade paper, he noticed that the texture of the plant-eating animal’s manure was a lot like wood pulp.
Eureka! he thought. Pachyderm poop paper.
Daryl at breakfast
You’ll be happy to know that I was just trying to calculate how old a person would be when he’d made a mile of poop.
I’m sorry…
Danny started this tonight. I couldn’t help but play along.
In the sixties, my brother and I once owned an Allen Sherman album. We prided ourselves on memorizing the lyrics to his songs. At any given moment, I can pull this one out of memory. Danny’s heard me enough, he can pull most of it out himself.
Weird Al Yankovic don’t have nothing on Sherman.
I wish there were an “I’m sorry” category.
headline of the day
Amazon Seeds Spread Best by Fish Poop
A Toilet Room.
Natural Food Conservatory. Niagara, New York. [Between 1900 and 1906.]
More archival images of bathrooms, please.
(Note: The Natural Food Conservatory was one of the names of the company that made Shredded Wheat cereal. In 1928 the company was sold to what became Nabisco.)
