
Monday, June 21, 2010
The Circle of Life
How come they never include this endearing story in Disney animated features? They show the mother robin feeding the chicks, but what about the rest of the story shared by The 15 Minute Lunch?

Saturday, May 29, 2010
Robbers distract victims with feces in Toronto
AP
TORONTO — Toronto police say robbers are squirting people with feces at cash machines to distract them before stealing their money.
Constable Tony Vella said Friday that the robbers use squeeze bottles to squirt the victims who are making cash withdrawals. The offenders then help them clean the feces off their clothing, and in the process, they steal their money.
Vella said the robberies have happened four times in downtown Toronto in the past week.
He explained that in groups of four, one person squirts the victim's clothing, another points out the offending spot, a third person tries to remove it and the fourth person grabs the cash.
TORONTO — Toronto police say robbers are squirting people with feces at cash machines to distract them before stealing their money.
Constable Tony Vella said Friday that the robbers use squeeze bottles to squirt the victims who are making cash withdrawals. The offenders then help them clean the feces off their clothing, and in the process, they steal their money.
Vella said the robberies have happened four times in downtown Toronto in the past week.
He explained that in groups of four, one person squirts the victim's clothing, another points out the offending spot, a third person tries to remove it and the fourth person grabs the cash.
Tuesday, May 25, 2010
Exit Strategy
From Flowing Data:


If my wife, the physician, has taught me anything, it's that everything that has to do with the human body has a medical term or classification for it - and I mean everything. The other day she came home and asked, "Have you ever heard of the Bristol Stool Chart?" I hadn't, so she described. It's classifications for dootie. I thought it was a joke, but there's a Wikipedia entry for it. Ergo, it must be true.
Sunday, April 18, 2010
DO NOT EAT PRINGLES FAT FREE POTATO CHIPS. THEY WILL GREASE YOUR ASS.
This is almost 4 years old, but it so belongs here. Thanks, Jungle.
DO NOT EAT PRINGLES FAT FREE POTATO CHIPS. THEY WILL GREASE YOUR ASS.
(http://www.craigslist.org/about/best/lax/182862349.html)
Date: 2006-07-17, 2:10AM PDT
Don't even fucking say a word. I like potato chips, and can't eat them very much or I'll get fat.
I tried out these Pringles Fat-Free chips because they were super low-cal. BBQ flavor. the fuck.
The can said they had 70 calories per serving, which meant the whole can had 490 calories inside total. I could munch through a can in a day with my lunch, dinner, etc. So I got several cans, and began enjoying one a day for the past four days. But what they dont fucking tell you...
Except in tiny print you cant read without a fucking electron microscope
...is that the primary ingredient is something called "olean" which I have since learned is Latin for "Unwashable & Indestructible Ass Grease."
Oh Yeah. I'm not even kidding.
So today, while I'm standing in the living room debating whether or not Laundry or Dishes will get done first, I get the urge to fart. I live alone, so sweet. I let the honk loose and its wrong. Something just sounded wrong. I know my own wind, and I have never farted a sound that sounded like a fart wrapped in a pillow.
Oh yes, something was very wrong. I had just shat myself. But this evil olean makes shitting yourself sound almost like a regular fart, and had I not been particularly attentive, it could easily have gone unnoticed, I'm telling you. THAT's how utterly covert and evil this olean stuff is. What the fuck?! What if I'd gone out to hang with friends or gone for a drive, what then?
So I walk carefully to the bathroom and disrobe. before I even sit on the toilet, I wad paper and carefully wipe from the front. Sure enough, it was light brown, and had the texture of soft spackle. You fucking Pringle bastards.
I sat down and pushed a bit, and lo, out came a jet that I didnt even feel an urge for one minute earlier. It piled in the bowl like brown marshmallow fluff.
The problem rose when I tried to wipe. I went through a whole fucking roll of TP and could not get it all off me. So.
I jumped in the shower. Yep, its gross, but it had to be done. There I stood, water pouring down, cheeks spread, and using my own hand to make certain I'm clean.
That was when I discovered that after using my hand to wipe myself (before I soaped the area) my hand came back covered in some sort of transparent grease. It was so fucking foul. The grease made water bead off my hand. It was tacky too, and very difficult to manage.
So I grabbed the bar of saop and went to work.
You fucking Pringle bastards.
The bar of soap came away coated in grease as well, and would no longer wash. I had to turn the water to hot and massage the soap for five minutes to get it to the point where I could use it again. It took me an hour to get the fucking grease off my pucker. I shudder to think of what its doing INSIDE ME right now, but I will damned sure never eat that shit again.
Fucking Pringle bastards.
This is where the joke about "anal leakage" came from. its real. Fuck Pringles.
* this is in or around ANAL LEAKAGE, ANYBODY?
* no -- it's NOT ok to contact this poster with services or other commercial interests
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Friday, March 19, 2010
A New Kindred Spirit
Contributor No Meato Burrito discovered a new Shitterbug brother: Prized Poops. We know it's a brother and not a sisters. What female would start a blog about feces?
Thursday, March 18, 2010
Tuesday, January 26, 2010
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