I can tell I'm going crazy now. I'm not able to go to bed tonight until I finish my task. "What's my task," you ask? Is it saving the world from the threat of miniature giant space hamsters? Or possibly solving the American economic woes ( Read more... )

Wow. Just, wow.

That can be wrong on so many levels.

...or something. Evidently, the infamous Crocodile Hunter, Steve Irwin, is dead. Who would have guessed that, eh?

In other news, I'm fucking drunk, and am now going to bed.

Well, that is certainly one way to beat the system. I don't really know what else to say about this article other than "hrmmm ( Read more... )