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Raccoon Scat Brain Parasites

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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Calling all troglodytes…

This is the latest “cause” to appear on my FB stream. It kind of  ”compliments” Thumb’s most recent post–

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Wash yo’ Nasty Ass

Sage advice from a big woman.

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“Steve, don’t eat it”

A website dedicated to things you don’t want to put in your mouth.

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Who On Earth Is Johnny Wallshitta?

A poem, by Stinkfinger–

Who on Earth is Johnny Wallshitta?
Wouldn’t you be surprised if he drives a Barchetta?
Sojourns on a yacht christened “Countess Contessa?
A doctor, a lawyer, a graybeard professor?
Known only to his Father Confessor;
And among  his familiars none the lesser,
For dropping his drawers and making a mess there.

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POS White Trash of the Week

Police charge man for keeping two boys in car while he partied

Jackson, Mich., Deputies from the Jackson County Sheriff’s Dept. were called when two children were seen in a car parked outside a bar that is in a bowling alley.

When the deputies responded about 12:30 a.m. they found the two children inside a locked car. The father of the two children, Richard Labo, and his brother Eric, were found inside the establishment intoxicated.

Sheriff deputy Lt. Brad Piros said according to the two boys, ages 6 and 4, they had been inside the car for the “better part of two days.”

According to a statement from the sheriff’s department the two men had been driving around partying and drinking.

UPI.com reports the children were found in “unsanitary conditions” and hadn’t been fed for two days. Inside the car were empty and half-empty beer cans….

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The Stupidest People on the Internet

Friends, I am about to introduce you some of the stupidest people on the Internet, simply by sharing a link with you. This link is the same as the one that will come up in the #3 position on a Google Search for “facebook login.”

Visit the page. Scan the article to catch the gist of it, and then scroll down and scan the comments….

Phenomenal stupidity. Stupidity so profound that if it had a smell, it would cause you to throw up a little bit in your mouth, spontaneously.

http://www.readwriteweb.com/archives/facebook_wants_to_be_your_one_true_login.php

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The Grammys Sucked

I didn’t even watch them – not even ten seconds worth – and I know they sucked. Because they have sucked for years. Processed, palatized, dolby-ized mainstream commercial dogshit. Unctuous platitudes delivered by lacquered cello-wrapped twits about people they don’t even know, “live” performances that lack nothing but talent and originality…

Smelly drivel. Two-thousand-fucking-ten, and it hasn’t gone away yet. Might take a nuclear apocalypse. Then, in the years of lawlessness that follow, resilient survivors can kill and eat the rest of the squishy, glittering people that made events like the Grammys happen, in the “before time.” And the Handsome Family – or their descendants – can write folk songs about it.

To be perfectly honest, I did read a few articles about that dubious gay-la affair this morning, and watched a quick couple video clips. Which only confirmed what I already new to be true about the Grammys – and added further confirmation to the fact that I am an inveterate misanthrope.

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