A universal problem
Random crap
Random thoughts and equally random web links. Unfortunately for you, I like to share.
What sick bugger took that first step
As I was cracking open an egg to make today’s bacon and egg brunch, I couldn’t help but wonder: who was the first person to look a feathery wee chook and think “I’m going to eat the next thing that comes out that critter’s bum”?
Probably the same person who discovered the joys of drinking milk. I mean really, what the hell was that dude up to? Surely it wasn’t just a case of deciding to give the ol’ pink dangly bits a squeeze and drink whatever came out?
The mind boggles.
Where do penguins go when they die?
Have you ever wondered why there are no dead penguins on the ice in Antarctica? Where do they go?
Wonder no more!
It is a known fact that the penguin is a ritualistic bird, which lives an extremely ordered and complex life.
The penguin is very committed to its family and will mate for life, as well as maintaining a form of compassionate contact with its offspring throughout its life.
If a penguin is found dead on the ice surface, other members of the family and social circle have been known to dig holes in the ice, using their vestigial wings and beaks, until the hole is deep enough for the dead bird to be rolled into and buried.
The male penguins then gather in a circle around the fresh grave and sing:
“Freeze a jolly good fellow, freeze a jolly good fellow … ”
And then they kick him in the ice hole.
You didn’t really believe I knew anything about penguins did you?
Video: Four legs and two wheels
I have a four-legged Norman. She’s a cat, not a dog. And a she, not a he. And I very much doubt I could train her to ride a bike. She has staff for that sort of thing.