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You need this if you want to look professional.
(Via Gizmodo)
There are always other parliamentary maneuvers.
Update: They have found the culprit.
You are not going to believe who it is.
The end is very near.
1) Antagonistic Monks
2) Defrocked
3) The Knuckle-Dusters
4) Boonlert Boonpan
(Thanks to Jeff Meyerson)
They're letting the chicken walk.
(Thanks to Matt)
In China, it's Mongolian Cow Sour Sour Yogurt Super Girl!
(Thanks to Stupendous Man)
This story has been sent in by the most people ever in the history of the blog. You can stop now. Thank you.
They're into sports.
(Thanks to Simon Phipps)
How about a snake?
Key Quote: "I think she is a special child."
We report; you decide.
(Thanks to Jeff Meyerson)
Please explain this.
Because we find strength in zucchini.
Talk about your reality TV.
They're baaaack.
(Thanks to Gunde, who points out that the featured biologist has both biceps and brains. Which he certainly does.)
Now the bastards are scaring the hell out of local fish.
(Thanks to Russell Mc)
Next time you nip up the weckershams to the pub, you may have to consider a career change.
(Thanks to Marie from Barcelona)
My plans include attendance at a local house of worship. Can we hear an A-men?
Have a nice long weekend. I'm talking 10-15 days.
The thinking person's game?
(Thanks to Rich Klinzman)
Dear Dave,
I am hoping you can help me...One day my spousal unit burst into song (the result of being married to me for 25 years) and chose the delightful ditty "There's a place in France." He proceeded to sing it this way:
There's a place in France
Where the naked ladies dance
There's a hole in the wall
Where the boys can see it all.
To which I immediately replied, "No! No! That's wrong! It goes like this:
There's a place in France
Where the ladies wear no pants
But the boys don't care
'Cause they like to see them bare.
After our usual 72-hour argument: "You're wrong!" "No, you're wrong!" it suddenly occurred to me -- maybe we're both right! Maybe there are dozens of lovely heartwarming verses. Maybe we're missing out on something really special!
Can you, great Dave Barry, send forth a request to your readers, with the hopes of enriching the arts? Can we ever really learn what transpired in the place in France?
I'm counting on you, Dave.
Your loyal friend,
Sherrie Holcomb
Hmmmm. Do you suppose poetry.com would have any of the missing verses?
"Your call is very important to us. Please call back during regular business hours."
(Thanks to Nick Tran)
Apparently not.
This item makes us wonder if maybe somebody we know should play the lottery.
Update: Ted Habte-Gabr, who is hypersensitive and paranoid and has therefore concluded that this post is somehow about him, sends the following rebuttal statement, quote:"LALALALALALALALALALALALALALALA."
Also, in a transparent effort to divert this blog's attention from his mullet hairstyle, Ted adds:
"Moving on and focusing on the issues and the continuing sorry state and global decline in moral values:.
http://thestar.com.my/news/story.asp?file=/2005/5/26/nation/11050727&sec=nation
Update: UH-oh.
You will be pleased to learn that it is not your fault.
Key Quote: Following centrifugation (10 min, 15,000 g), aliquots of the resulting supernatants were taken for protein assay (Bio-Rad DC protein assay) and also combined (equal volumes) with 2 SDS sample buffer for SDS-PAGE (polyacrylamide gel electrophoresis) (Laemmli, 1970). SDS-PAGE samples were heated for 5 min at 100C, and loaded onto 18-well, 12.5% pre-cast polyacrylamide gels (Bio-Rad Criterion).
That's exactly how we always do it.
Next on the agenda: tiny toad iPods.
Go to the bathroom before you leave.
Update: Whoops. judi blogged this already. I keep saying this, but one of these days I am going to start actually reading this blog.
Update update: I am struck by the eerie similarity between judi's wording and mine. This makes me wonder: Are we actually the same person?
We're going to New York!
(Thanks to Robert Shearer, friend to women)
If you're going to Helsinki, go now.
(Thanks to MOTW and queensbee)
Reuters officially joins the Headline of the Day club.
(Thanks to many alert readers)
(Thanks to Master Chief)
Too much stress. It's a sad story, really; the thing was probably this close to getting its own reality-TV show, partying with Paris Hilton, etc.
(Thanks to many people)
Is this Monica?
Ted Habte-Gabr, having fared badly in the scientific poll conducted on this blog, has submitted the following photograph in a desperate scientific effort to prove that he does not, in fact, sport a mullet.
Ted also sends this statement:
I realize I may be opening a whole different can of worms with this photo, as it may bring us back full circle to the photo of Phil Spector that started all of this. But this pic would be one of those missed-haircut time frames which Judi alluded to and rendered me guilty of having a mullet. The pic obviously leads to an Arkansas connection. Nothing personal against the state of Arkansas or Arkansans, but the Arkansas connection may lead to a factoid that I would venture to say is true -- the state with the highest mullets per capita (MPC). We'd have to look up the latest US census report to ascertain that.Case closed.
Now he'll never have to stop the car.
(Via Gizmodo)
And we know exactly what Dad wants.
Here's a class action.
I miss Marwan.
Key Quote: No, seriously: It was roughly the size of a sixth-grader.
...nothing says "You're a geek" like a hand-made Princess Leia Sock Monkey.
Key Quote: Princess Leia is probably not a children's toy.
(Thanks to Claire "The Force" Martin)
Update: We don't know what that thing is next to Princess Leia's waist, and we don't want to know.
Ted Habte-Gabr, Field Coordinator for the Dave Barry for President Hurtling Juggernaut of Doom, takes issue with the poll conducted on this blog yesterday concerning the issue of whether or not he sports a mullet (correct answer: yes). Ted has conducted a poll of his own, and sends this report:
Just so you know: The poll results are in --
1. Joseph (Orthodox Jew) -- my dry cleaner........"Mullet? What is Mullet?" Thinks my hair looks just fine. So I asked him about the Jewfro? "Why you hang out with people who talk like this?" Translation: Not a Mullet
2. The Fed Ex Guy when he gets here (this could be a weird exchange, 'cause if its the regular guy, he definitely has a mullet).........He does in fact have a mullet, so i chickened out and didn't ask him. I like getting my Fedex, so I hope you understand....No Vote.
3. I did call my hairstylist, who said "They don't know what they're talking about, I don't do mullets." Translation: Not a Mullet.
4. The honey at Starbucks on my way to a meeting in an hour...."definitely not a mullet...is this a pick up routine?" No vote.
5. The receptionist where my meeting is. (she's a babe). She laughed, and said it wasn't a mullet -- "Not at all, been to kmart lately?"
Conclusion: Not a mullet.
Denial is not a pretty thing.
Now they're using plastic penises.
(Thanks to everybody in the world)
This is the story of a heroic 911 operator who did not immediately hang up.
(Thanks to Travis Williams)
But she was really hungry.
(Thanks to Paul Roub)
"If you cut your sex organ and then eat it, then something is wrong with you."
(Thanks to Drew Harchick)
Talk about man's inhumanity to man!
(Thanks to A. Mackid)
But for now, we hope you enjoy the trailer.