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Holy cow! The Macy’s Thanksgiving Day Parade got RickRoll’d!

Voting is like herpes. And you can register to vote while pooping!

I love Hollywood.

I haven’t been blogging much these days, ’tis true. But rather than blame the MCATs, I give you …

I have been doing this very thing all summer. God bless you, xkcd, God bless you.

Wowz … my lolz (posted weeks ago) finally made it onto lolcats … go give me cheezburger! I took it on July 5 down in DeeCee. The cat what’s lit up is Dagny, and Horace is examining the dot.

This just in from Danny Boy … You may have heard that KTM, a wonderful moto manufacturer out of Austria, has stretched their engineering into the cutting-edge field of sliced baked good carbonization. So the other manufacturers would never let themselves be outdone … what if they all made their own contraptions? I’ll tell you, hilarity ensues.

This from a fellow Hooliganger: Word to your . Positively minutes of fun, be sure to check out the archives!

Two things, one from the comments on a webcomic by Howard Taylor, the other from a googlysearch. We all loathe spam, but every once in a while it’ provides quite a chuckle. Heck, if spammers actually sent me this instead of smart intarnetsch ppls, I clicky more linky!

FROM: GRIMHELM WORMTONGUE
DUNLAND

Dear sir and/or madame,

Salutations, I am GRIMHELM WORMTONGUE, The son of late Counsellor Grima Wormtongue of the Kingdom of Rohan.

My father was Chief Counsellor [equivalent to Prime Minister] to late lamented king Theoden of Rohan. In his position my father altogether legally and correctly acquired significant assets throughout Rohan in order to protect the Kingdom from enemy forces within and without.

In the course of lamentable events succeeding, my father was illegally deprived of office and expelled from the Kingdom. Before this he had with foresight already entirely legally deposited the sum of M.500,000,000,000 in gold with the Bank of Gondor (Minas Tirith). While in exile in the north he was assaulted and murdered by a band of northern pygmies. His family was obliged to seek refuge in northern Dunland among some of our sympathisers.

My father left to me all documents necessary to retrieve the sum of gold aforesaid from the Bank of Gondor (Minas Tirith). However, in the current political circumstances my solicitor believes it unwise for me to attempt to make the trip from Dunland to Minas Tirith, and has recommended that I seek a trustworthy foreign business partner into whose account this money could be tranferred. This appears to be the best option as we are unable to open an account in Dunland. Therefore we are seeking your trustworthy assistance and cooperation.

You will provide information about your account that will enable a deposit to be made in your name. I will contact the Bank of Gondor (Minas Tirith) and inform them that the money is to be placed into your account. Upon completion of the transaction your share of the proceeds will be 15% net following deduction of all transfer fees, that is M. 75,000,000,000. If the transaction goes well we also look forward to maintaining you as a profitable business partner for future ventures.

It goes without saying that I can expect your complete confidence and secrecy in keeping this matter under wraps prefatory to completion.

Please reach me at my email address: mbrandybuck@buckland.net. Thank you and ERU bless.

MR. GRIMHELM WORMTONGUE.

And this one …

This really works!!!!!!!!

Just send 5*10^50 atoms of hydrogen to each of the five star systems listed below. Then, add your own system to the top of the list, delete the system at the bottom and send out copies of this message to 100 other solar systems.

Man, I don’t know who Harry Enfield is or why I haven’t seen his work before, but this old-timey movie from the 1950s (heh) about what Life in 1990 is like is certainly a spiffing spot of good and enjoyable humours. Laugh out loud and other types of abbreviated telecommunications interjections! I do feel quite thankful for my domicile in Chitingford-on-Sea.

Happy Pi Day.

Geek.

Wow — this one in from Mindi. Apparently I’ve been unplugged from the late night TV scene, because not only was Jimmy Kimmel schtupping Sarah Silverman … Matt Damon got ticked at Jimmy and he started schtupping Sarah. So Jimmy had to take something Matt loved away from him, so … well … you get this. NSFW, obviously, but (bleeping) funny. And chock full of stars!