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Also, I forgot to announce Monday’s comic, so you might wanna go one back as well.

oddly arousing. Except for when it blew up.

So, this Buffalo, NY traffic cop pulls this guy over for running a red light, and looking in the dude’s trunk he discovers a cat in a cage. The cat’s fur is soaked in oil, salt, and mixed hot peppers. The guy claims he’s marinating the cat in preparation for cooking him.

Naturally, the cops confiscated the hapless cat and charged his previous owner with cruelty. I won’t quibble too much about this, but after having encountered innumerable feral barn cats with anemic offspring being devoured by fleas as well as abandoned cats out in the snow trying to make a living on chicken bones and pizza crust, I tend to question just how cruel hitting one of the buggers over the head and cooking it really is. Especially when viewed in contrast to milk-fed veal, and geese with their feet nailed to the floor for purposes of nurturing preternaturally large foie gras through forced feeding.

What gets me, though, is how the guy had the cat marinating, alive, in its fur. That’s retarded – that’s like a Looney Tunes episode where the Tasmanian Devil is gonna cook Bugs Bunny and is salting him while Bugs is still alive and alert. Or when Porky gives every indication that he intends to cook and serve Bugs to Humphrey Bogart and Lauren Bacall with the viscera still inside the long-eared galoot.

Well, our cat connoisseur doesn’t look like the brightest star in the universe (see right), and I like the cat’s looks better than his (see upper left), so all’s well that ends well. We’d best leave the cats alone until post nuclear apocalypse.

Here’s a link to the original article and video. The cat has a new home, now.

Definitely pertinent to those who live in areas regularly visited by raccoons, AKA, the “Grim Reapers of the Night”–

Via ScienceBuzz

Childhood nightmare spotlight: raccoon poop brain parasites

Remember stumbling through the world as a stupid little kid? You touched bugs. You dug holes. You explored mud. And then… then you heard about killer bees. Killer bees and flesh-eating diseases. Killer bees, flesh-eating diseases, and tiny eggs that could come off a picnic table, get into your body, and hatch into something that would eat your brain.

It wasn’t the end of your childhood, it just gave you something to think about all the time. No, you’re childhood didn’t end until you were able to convince yourself that these things—killer bees, flesh-eating bacteria, brain eggs—were harmless… if they even exist at all.

Well guess what: they do. They exist, and they are dangerous! Your childhood is long gone, and now so is your adulthood. Welcome to the next stage in your life: The childhood nightmare spotlight!

Today’s feature: raccoon poop brain parasites! They’re real, and they’re all up in your brains!

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Catstacking just seemed like something all of the world would want in on, so Thumb and Middle are bringing you Catstackers.com, an international catstacking community. Get on there, fingers, and make us proud!

It’s a slow news day and it’s too hot to go outside. Anyone else out there they have a cat they want to stack?

Catstacker: Middle
Catstacked: Boomer
Whutstacked: Misc.

Been quite a while since we’ve seen any poop-eating gorillas hereabouts. So here you go all you naked apes: Take all you want. Eat all you take.

If you don’t think this is funny, fuck you.

BTW, the Russian title of the video is “Dog Be be beee”.