What? You’ve never seen a dancing snail before? They love to move.
Posts from ‘August, 2011’
Cackling like a witch on laughing gas, this is what those terribly uncouth natives got up to before the British brought them civilisation masked in tiffin breaks and the bloody slaughter of their families.
Dropping mad science, yo.
So, when we get that DeLorean time machine, who do we need to go back and poke in the eye for the idiocy that is copyright law? Well, according to this copyright infringing YouTube video it was the dastardly Queen Anne. Let’s get her!
Science stares long and hard with x-ray, lazer eyes into the heart of the human brain. What it sees there is something beyond even the hushed tones of nature documentarians and neurologists from the 1960s. It sees the cosmic order of Thoth filtered through the rainbow of truth.
No matter what culture you’re from, airplane food always tastes like shit to the human palate. It’s the one thing that unites us all.
High end couture for mid-price people.
If you had a tiny chainsaw, what would you do with it? Cut some cheese? Cut off your own legs? One to think about while tossing and turning in bed at night.
Your life is now complete. A stop-motion remake of the classic Pinball Number 12 animation from Sesame Street. Now cry with melancholic nostalgia you pussy.
If a man can’t run about in a tartan tutu slaying sheep with a fish sword, what’s the point in living.
Michael Rosen is a children’s novelist not usually known for his blue language. But here he sees fit to turn into a degenerate filth monkey. Which necessitates the following: WON’T SOMEBODY PLEASE THINK OF THE CHILDREN!!!!!!!
If you can bear listening to this guy’s dejected voice for longer than a nano-second, then you might learn how to catch a mouse. Or you might just learn the futility of existence.
Britain was falling into anarchy and its political leaders were sunbathing and eating focaccia. So thank God that Dave’s back, just a shame he didn’t turn his back and see the looters nicking his stuff while he was giving a press conference.
Nothing to see here, just a mariachi band serenading a sub-Arctic cetacean. No biggie.
Do you know your bismuth from your palladium? But you know your P Diddy from you Fiddy? Well then this rap may help you understand… something.
Aloe Blacc’s new track, “Tonight Downtown”, is all about partying hard after a hard day’s work. It’s a subject matter we’re all familiar with, no doubt, so why not add your own personal spin on it by creating a remix of the track using the GoMix Facebook app. You even get to use the original [...]
Because, you know, nothing spreadsï»¿ joy and happiness like Ice cream and the Third Reich.
The restraint and sexual tension threatens to collapse the universe in on itself. You just know that right after this slow dance it all descended into a giant orgy.
Eminem filtered through the vaudevillian piano-tickling tunes of the late 1800s. Grab your cane and top hat and throw those legs in the air. Otto Von Bismark approves.
Nothing is more street than getting a second dinner down the chip shop, doesn’t matter if you’re east coast or west coast, salt and sauce is totally pimp, yo.