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Hitogomi
The betting floor at WINS just before the big race.
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Betting rag
“Horse”
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Wanted: Portable Ion Cannon
Will pay $300 for portable ion cannon in good, serviceable condition. I’m pretty handy with a melder so older wiring is acceptable, but guidance rod must be in good condition as I plan for medium- to long-range use. All these irritating motherfuckers around me must die…
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Scarecrowcrow
A stuffed crow sold to farmers to keep real crows away from the rice harvest.
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Fuzzy Primate
Bad monkey.
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Pass (on) the Soy Sauce
This is really, really disgusting and definitely sounds like a job for KIKKOMAN: By producing soy sauce from such raw materials, the producers were said able to cut costs by half. Workers employed at the plants, however, never bought soy sauce marked as “blended” on the packaging, because that usually meant that human hair was the basic material in the sauce. Chinese cost reduction at its best. Read the whole article. I, for one, love locally produced shoyu. I just bought a big sake bottle full of home-brewed stuff they sell at a local market. Cosmic Chowhound tip of the day: Keep soy sauce in the fridge as it prevents…
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Rap is Fucked
Hey, I know it’s a total fucking joke now, but I grew up with rap. LL Cool J’s Radio was the first cassette tape I remember buying. The Adventures of Slick Rick was the first CD I ever bought. So this headline makes me yearn for the days of Peter Piper and Paid in Full: Ice-T And David Hasselhoff Team Up For Rap Album Whatever happened to the hard line of, say, Six in the Morning? Rhyme Pays, indeed.
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Stench
I figured it was about time to really let you know my feelings about your bowels… There is definitely something wrong with them. Today I walked into the men’s restroom with no intention other than spraying down the urinal with golden love, but the smell emanating from your stall brought tears to my eyes. Tears, man – it was that bad. Just what the hell are you eating for breakfast? Besides onions and cheese, that is. Those were fairly obvious. Did I also detect a hint of garlic? I can’t be sure, because the stall next to you was also being used, and I’d never blame an innocent man for…
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Mer Bear
My little sis.
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THE PAOMNNEHAL PWEOR OF THE HMUAN MNID
Aoccdrnig to a rscheearch at Cmabrigde Uinervtisy, it deosn’t mttaer in waht oredr the ltteers in a wrod are, the olny iprmoatnt tihng is taht the frist and lsat ltteer be in the rghit pclae. The rset can be a taotl mses and you can sitll raed it wouthit porbelm. Tihs is bcuseae the huamn mnid deos not raed ervey lteter by istlef, but the wrod as a wlohe. (Hat tip to my dad for the e-mail)
