Here’s one for the nutty judges file. Depicted s3x with Simpsons characters is deemed child pr0n. I’m pretty sure that this wouldn’t stand up to a SCOTUS challenge, but it happened Down Under.
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No More Hoi Polloi
The fearless leader of the Senate, Harry Reid won’t have to smell the tourists any more.
I think that a pair of nose plugs would have been cheaper. I hear you can get a good deal when you combine them with a ball gag.
[Evening update]
Ed Driscoll says that Harry is just channeling Mel Brooks’ version of Louis XVI:
Count de Monet: It is said that the people are revolting.
King Louis XVI: You said it! They stink on ice!
Plus, he has other links, and video.
They Must Be Doing It Wrong
The head of the UK “Lap Dancer’s Association” says that lap dances are not s3xually stimulating. Well, all right then.
Continuing Fantasies
Mark Whittington continues (embarrassingly) to do self-therapy on line about his imaginary “Internet Rocketeers Club.”
I guess it’s cheaper than a real therapist. Though it doesn’t seem to be working, as the uncited delusions about this non-existent and nebulous organization persist.
I’m A Man, Baby
At least according to this site, where this blog scored 84% male. I don’t know if it goes by writing style, content, or both.
[Via that 54% nancy boy over at Gateway Pundit]
Household Safety Tip
Don’t hang curtains while nude, with an upright potato sitting on the kitchen table:
The vicar had to undergo a delicate operation to extract the vegetable, one of a range of odd items medics in Sheffield have had to remove from people’s backsides or genitals.
Others include a can of deodorant, a cucumber, a Russian doll – and a carnation.
I really hate it when you accidentally fall bare-assed on a carnation.
[Update a while later]
This raised my eyebrows:
A hospital trust spokeswoman in Sheffield said: “Like all busy hospitals we do see some unusual accidents.
“But our staff deal with them in a discreet, professional and kind way.”
Yes, because there’s nothing more discreet than talking to a reporter for the Telegraph, and making it national (and on the web, therefore international) news.
And They Call Us Gun Nuts?
A man shot up his neighborhood in celebration of the Obama victory.
I Hate When That Happens
An Arizona woman jogged a mile with a rabid fox locked on to her arm with its jaws.
Could have been worse–at least it wasn’t MSNBC. I don’t think that there is a serum for an Olbermann bite.
No One Tell Leon Kass
Ice cream tastes better licked than spooned. Dr. Kass will be appalled to hear about scientific discrediting of his “yuckometer.”
(And yes, before you bother to comment, I know that his point wasn’t that licked ice cream doesn’t taste good.)