you know what's weird?

for me, it's when you click on a random (seemingly obscure) link labeled soap opera name generator and you go to the spot to fill in your name and the dropdown box indicates that you've already been there before.

it's like déjà vu of the world wide web or some shit.

p.s. my name would be christine botolph-johnson-johnson. i don't get it either.

stupid human tricks.

brought to you by jeff bridges. yes, that jeff bridges.

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if werewolves were tan, bulimic, addicted to meth and real.

this guy is also known as jeremy jackson, who used to be the one and only hobie buchannon:

he had to know nothing good would come from playing david hasselhoff's spawn. meanwhile, scary fact of the day? this guy is TWENTY-SEVEN. lay off the crack 'n' tanning kids!

this concludes the public service portion of this post. you're welcome.

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weird animal tricks.

just now, i came downstairs to find my parents watching this:

that's a hippo fight, for you non-pbs/nat geo/animal planet watching folks. then, as i was trying to distract myself from the tv while simultaneously spending some qt with my parents, i came across this school of swimming piglets:

finally, the coinciding appearance of these bizarre animal images reminded me of the weirdest thing i've EVER seen, including all of those richard bey/jerry springer back-to-back epis i used to watch:


that's right. a panda handstand. to mark its territory. it's spelling out "bring it" in urine.

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"these looked like fingers so no one would eat them."

it's time to open your impending recession-clamped wallets and buy these leftover sausages on eBay, where the seller found their uncanny resemblance to phalanges hard to stomach.

in unrelated news, (people) feet keep washing up on the shores of canada... wait, what?!

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obviously.

fyi: the fear of friday the 13th is known as paraskevidekatriaphobia or friggatriskaidekaphobia. hope that comes in handy at some point during the next three hours. you're welcome.

meanwhile, the fear of big words is (ironically) hippopotomonstrosesquippedaliophobia. good thing i'm not hippopotomonstrosesquippedaliophobic.

chummy voldemort.

also, i ♥ dumbledore.

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gang wars in south africa.

lesson of the day? never count out the underdog. he could have a lot of really big, aggressive friends.