WE BLAME SATAN GLOBAL WARMING
Fish fall out of sky over remote Australian desert town
(Thanks to Ross Marks, The Perts, Siouxie, Jeff Meyerson and catmanmax)
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March 02, 2010
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A Lenten miracle!
Posted by: Braniff | March 02, 2010 at 10:06 AM
Spangled Perch opened for Hootie and the Blowfish.
Posted by: bonmot | March 02, 2010 at 10:13 AM
'These fish were alive when they hit the ground,’ she added. ‘Thank God it didn’t rain crocodiles.’
But think what a great Baldwin brothers movie that would have made!
Posted by: Jeff Meyerson | March 02, 2010 at 10:14 AM
*Waits for meatballs*
Posted by: Meanie the Blue | March 02, 2010 at 10:17 AM
Is tartar sauce in the forecast?
Posted by: Cheesewiz | March 02, 2010 at 10:27 AM
We'd prefer that it be raining men.
Posted by: The Weather Girls | March 02, 2010 at 10:30 AM
Crocodile Rain - the less-successful album by Prince.
Posted by: Guin | March 02, 2010 at 10:43 AM
Keep f***ing that fish!
Posted by: Ernie Anastos | March 02, 2010 at 10:45 AM
Australia is a strange plaice.
The sky is the sole provider.
Where are the chips and mushy peas?
Posted by: Mot the Hoople | March 02, 2010 at 10:56 AM
All this time standing in streams tying insects to little bobs, and for what?
Posted by: Meanie the Blue | March 02, 2010 at 11:20 AM
"Couple of beers"=six. They should learn English. Although the standard answer to the question, "How much have you had to drink tonight?" does appear to be "two" in America, too. (Next question: "Just how big were those beers?").
Wonder what the fish thought about their out-of-body experience?
Posted by: Steve | March 02, 2010 at 11:25 AM
‘Yes, I had a couple of beers, six, so none of my mates believed me. I’ve rung heaps of people to let them know I wasn’t drunk back then. It had really happened.’
‘I was really excited to see it had happened again, I rang heaps of people to let them know I had not been drunk back then, it had really happened.’
The copy editor, on the other hand, was soused to the gills...
Posted by: Richard the Weasel-Hearted | March 02, 2010 at 01:27 PM
There is a great link on this page to their five favorite naked sports. (They are my favorites now, too.)
Posted by: anon and anon | March 02, 2010 at 02:15 PM
**snork** @ Mot's "sole provider"
Posted by: nannie | March 02, 2010 at 03:40 PM
I suspect Global Climate Change has created a shortage of tropospheric cats that would normally eat these fish.
I haven't seen many reports of "it's raining cats and dogs" lately.
Q.E.D.
Posted by: Ralph | March 02, 2010 at 06:07 PM