If you're ever stuck for something to do in the UK, this site has plenty to offer and some great online reviews like these. Warning: moderately NSFW.

Ipod's dirty little secret.

Ever eat someone, only to regret it later? This guy (yes, him again) did.

We've all been in those situations where fuck off just won't do, haven't we? Sadly, it seems that English swears have lost their impact lately. Well, when you need something with some zest, some power, some real force just look here.

Gotta love those crazy Russians

Reprobates upgrade!

We now have a way to collect your reprehensible comments on the posts, as well as a way to link to posts in the blog.

Enjoy.

Before you can become a scammer, you need to choose your mark. Experience shows it's best to choose people who are stupid and greedy. No, not those guys. How 'bout, say, other scammers?

Daddy, where does meat come from? Well, I know that bacon is made this way. And I think meat, in general, is made this way.

What I particularly like about this review of the Icelandic band Mum is the section on beard-scratchers:

"You know the beard-scratchers. It's a sub-category of music fan that bleeds into all genres, but seems to gather at electronic music shows featuring skinny, articulated men on stage, keeled over sampling units and PowerBooks. And as the man on stage continues to build his bed of white noise, stopping occasionally to scream nonsense into a microphone, or bring someone from Norway or Germany onstage to blow incomprehensible noise into a series of horns, the beard-scratchers will nod their heads and chat to their friends about their latest "project." While the beard-scratchers have certainly extended the careers of many the experimental music artist out there, their counterfeit appreciation of music – which is essentially grandstanding to determine who's the hippest, most "down" cat in the room – can tarnish the work of an electronic-based band that's actually worth the money. Luckily, it was too hot for beards Thursday night."

Here's another great usage of the term in context:

"I hate Radiohead, I hate them as people, I hate that fuckin' beard scratcher and his crew of intellectual stuff-stuffy-cuntfuckin-twats, but the new album sounds like it could be the best they've ever done. "

I used to think this page listed some great resources for provoking the heck out of religious dimwits, but these documents here and here do just as well, and they have the benefit of irony.

Of course, that irony is most likely lost on those who most need to hear the messages contained therein ...

Sex advice from an old lady and new olympic sport Pelvic Power Lifting

So that's how they do it.

... and much hilarity ensues ... (thanks John)

So here's the plan:

We take this item (submitted by Paul - thanks), get this item extended to super-human lengths, we bundle them together for $299, advertise them in Cosmo, and make a fortune!

I've worked for managers like this.

Apologies all around for not having posted in a long time. The wife and I are moving, so there was the purchase of a house and the sale of a house, and we are actively planning for the arrival of the first of our progeny.

But, having read the following article, I could not pass up the opportunity to share.

You may remember this article that was posted a while back. Well, turns out, whales are not the only aquatic animals that can get a case of the vapors. While I prefer them in wine sauce, it seems as though these guys are busy fouling up the waters. Similar to some co-workers of mine, it seems like they are just talking out of their asses.

Shoulda stuck his head down there instead ...