Uh oh – quick hide the Grand Theft Auto.
Uh oh – quick hide the Grand Theft Auto.
Who knew that’s what really happened?
This could definitely be classed as cruelty to animals.
But then they are so cute.
Below is the world’s toughest crossword…
Lucky they provided the answer at the bottom, otherwise I might have spent all day trying to figure it out.
Finally a job that I can enjoy, puts all my skills to the test and pays well… In pizza!
I’ve always wanted a pig for a pet. From Charlotte’s Web to Babe, pigs are just too cute for words.
But I’ve never indulged my fantasy of owning “Eggs” (cute name I know), as I’m scared of how big they grow and a 300 pound porker in my backyard was always a bit daunting.
But thanks to the ingenuity of pig breeders it seems I can finally realise my dream, that is if I don’t mind paying a hefty price.
Meet the Micro Pig!
Okay so now I want two – Eggs and Bacon.
Below is the article from the DailyMail.
By Daily Mail Reporter
Last updated at 8:59 AM on 07th October 2009
With their wrinkled little snouts, tiny trotters and oversized ears, they are irresistibly cute.
But while these micro pigs may be minuscule, their price tag is anything but.
In exchange for up to £700, owners take home a pet which weighs just 9oz at birth and is the size of a tea cup.
Being one of the minority of the red-head clan, I am constantly appalled at the discrimination against us gingers…
Who could forget the “Ginger Kids” South Park episode?
But it seems I should move to Holland, where having red hair is celebrated!
A festival just for red heads, imagine that. I bet no one was asking each other why they were so pale, why did they have so many freckles, or do the curtains match the carpet.
Below is an article from The Independent regarding this momentous celebration of fiery follicles.
As a child I used to get called “Duracell”, “copper-coloured top”, “ginger-nut” and “Orangina”, admits Jordan Adams. “When I was a teenager groups of boys used to hang out of their car windows and yell at me, ‘gingaaaaaaaaaaaaaaar!'”
There’s little chance that Adams, a 35-year-old music teacher from Brighton, would have heard these “gingerphobic” terms bandied about at Roodharigendag (redhead day) in the Dutch city of Breda. The two-day event, which took place last weekend, is a gathering for people with natural red hair. The event, which started in 2005, was the brainchild of Bart Rouwenhorst, a 38-year-old Dutch scientist and a part-time artist who, to start with, wanted to paint 15 red-headed models. However, after placing an ad in a local newspaper, he attracted 150 models, and decided to photograph them all in Breda’s town centre. The idea of a group photo featuring redheads snowballed in popularity and last year 2,000 of them from 20 countries were featured for the picture; around 3,000 turned up this year.
“Redheads always stand out and it’s difficult to find a place in this world,” explains Rouwenhorst. “This is a festival that celebrates difference.”
But red hair appears to be fiercely fashionable. BBC2’s preposterous Desperate Romantics focused on the Pre-Raphaelite painters and their adoration of redheads, Hollywood’s newest sweetheart Amy Adams is red and proud, flame-tressed Lily Cole is arguably our “hottest” model and the third in line to the throne, Prince Harry, is a ginger. The increasing success of Roodharigendag – the festival is experiencing “100 per cent growth each year” – is another sign of a redhead renaissance.
“This festival is unique,” adds Rouwenhorst, whose favourite redheads, for the record, are Josh Homme from Queens of the Stone Age and Meryl Streep. “The people don’t come for somebody famous who has red hair, they come for each other.”
Rousing stuff and it makes me, a reddish-head myself, want to break into “all we are saying is give redheads a chance”. However, a lot of redheads don’t feel the same way.
“The very notion of a redhead festival depresses the hell out of me,” says 29-year-old Dan Sait. “I don’t subscribe to this ‘we’re special’ crap, either. As far as I’m aware I have no special ginger-witch powers, I just happen to have a hair colour that makes white van men want to throw empty cigarette packets at me.”
James Spencer, a 37-year-old from Ipswich, concurs, pointing out: “I wish I’d thought of such a pointless way to make money.” Rachel Drayson, a 29-year-old teacher from Surrey, is a little more relaxed about the idea, but confesses she “might be unnerved by my sudden non-uniqueness”.
Bart, who is blonde, not ginger, points out that there is a little prejudice towards redheads in Holland, but maintains it appears much worse in England. Sait agrees: “As an English bloke with red hair I’ve certainly had to put up with way more than my fair share of random abuse but there’s nothing I can do about it.
“As a kid the abuse was non-stop. Amazingly, at nearly 30 years old, I still, very occasionally, get people bellowing “Ginga!” from cars.”
Perhaps it’s time to follow Rouwenhorst’s lead and set up a British Rood-harigendag. After all, if it can happen in the Netherlands, where only 2 per cent of the country has red hair, maybe it’s only a matter of time until the Scotland (13 per cent) and Ireland (with 10 per cent) embrace the idea of a redhead celebration too. Here’s to UK redhead day 2010. Ben Walsh
I love those too cute cat pictures that pile up in my inbox every day. I mean come on who doesn’t? But our friends at Ulresque have declared a cat free day.
Yip that’s right, those little felines deserve a day off too you know!
Cats rule the internet. Think about all the funny cat photos and videos that infest your IM conversations, Facebook walls and e-mail forwards from mom — our feline overlords have sneakily solidified themselves as a staple of the interweb humor we love so dearly.
Don’t believe us? Salon and Entertainment Weekly have also had the same startling realization. Heck, we even awarded them with a lifetime acheivement honor in the 2008 year-end Urlies. But whether you’re a bona fide cat lady who loves it all, or someone who can’t stand the over-population of cats on the interwebs, we can all agree that cats need a break.
Urlesque hears your cries for help.
After getting inspired by our friends at Asylum, Urlesque is organizing a web-wide ban on cat-related coverage on 9.9.09 — A Day Without Cats on the Internet.
Why only one day? Well let’s be honest, that’s probably only as long as we’ll last before a hilarious video comes crashing into our inbox. But for one day, we will abstain… for you… for the cats.
So join us tomorrow and say “No more pussy!” (Sorry couldn’t help myself)
This little kid’s quite bleak about his bike being stolen.
But a real novel ‘reward’ poster I thought.
Obviously this business has more clients than they need, or want.
Sometimes I wish I could do this when my boss comes in to give me a new brief.
The photocopier guy is my personal favourite.
Holy Smokes cigar shop in New Hampshire: specializing in smokes… not sympathy.