Wow. So there's this pot. And it's black. And then there's this kettle. And it's black too. I think you know where this is going. Still, I'm intrigued by the idea of a Skype exorcism. Almost as much as I'm intrigued by a real exorcism. Catholic church, want to up your numbers? Sell tickets to exorcisms. I'll be in that confession box tomorrow.
The Mavericks Invitational. Big wave surfing competition. Not for the faint-hearted surfer.
Coogan and Brydon are back with a quasi-sequel to the Trip, and with more Michael Caine. And a surprise or two...
Don't know what the above link references at all? Check out The Trip's famous Michael Caine scene:
(Brydon absolutely kills it)
There's simply no way you're showering correctly, according to the Huffington Post. Thankfully, they've provided some helpful tips so you don't look like an idiot the next time you're in the locker room.
Sure, the idea of figuring out what kind of meat a human body produces might turn your stomach, but you'll be thanking me should you find yourself in a plane crash in the Andes with a rugby team. Or on the Donner trail.
The legal drug market. There is simply no way anyone can stay ahead of the concept of narcotics and humanity. Illegality does little to dissuade use. We should be talking about offering new solutions, not bigger crackdowns.
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