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Prepare to have your mind blown.

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Hold on to your hats because I’m about to turn your world upside down.

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“Yup, it turns out that Humpty Dumpty from
one of your favourite nursery rhymes wasn’t
actually an egg and the more we think about
it, the more obvious it seems.


Let’s give you a rhyme refresher:


Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall,
Humpty Dumpty had a great
fall;
All the king’s horses and all the
king’s men
Couldn’t put Humpty together
again.

Still a banger even now, but does it actually
mention that HD was an egg?

The idea that Humpty was an egg first
appeared in Lewis Carroll’s 1872 novel,
Through the Looking-Glass. Chapter six of the book is entitled “Humpty Dumpty’ where
he is described in all his eggy glory.
“However, the egg only got larger and larger, and more and more human: when she had come within a few yards of it, she saw that it had eyes and
a nose and mouth; and when she had come close to it, she saw clearly that it was Humpty Dumpty himself. It can’t be anybody else!’ she said to
herself. I’m as certain of it, as if his name were written all over his face.”

So it’s safe to say that this is where the idea
that Humpty was an egg came from, but the
rhyme apparently came before Lewis Carroll’s novel.
Fortunately, after a Twitter exchange, the truth has been uncovered again, and Humpty’s true identity is even weirder than we first thought.
It all started when author Holly Bourne tweeted:

Who decided Humpty Dumpty was an
egg? Its not in the lyrics, and deciding
he’s a giant egg is quite a random leap
for someone to make, and everyone
else being like, “yeah, a giant egg on a
wall. Of course
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She added in a follow-up tweet:

Also, imagine having NO ARMY because they’re
busy fixing a broken egg.
“The king sent literally EVERYONE out to
save the giant egg who isn’t actually an egg,
leaving the realm wide open for attack.


Jane Etheridge, who is the Vice Chair of
Federation of Children’s Book Groups, came
to the rescue and offered a theory as to what
HD actually is.

And apparently he was… a cannon?!

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She wrote: “It’s believed to be Roundhead
propaganda about a Royalist cannon. First
appearance as an egg was in Through the Looking Glass
It adds up with the ideas of several war
historians, who agree that he was in fact a
cannon.

Yep.

A large cannon which is
believed to have been used in English Civil
War (1642-1649), specifically, in the
1648 Siege of Colchester.”

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Humpty Dumpty was a canon? I had to research this further.

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“The original story pre-dates Carroll’s take on the character. According to a number of military historians, Humpty Dumpty was the name of a cannon used by the Royalists during the English Civil War.

The conflict raged from 1642 to 1649, and in June of 1648, Humpty Dumpty was stationed on the walls of Colchester. It was one of several cannons erected to try and keep Parliament’s army from taking the city. The next month, however, the Parliamentary forces heavily damaged the walls beneath Humpty Dumpty with their own artillery. You can guess where this is going: Humpty Dumpty had a great fall, and broke into pieces.”

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And if that’s not bad enough? Here’s another theory…

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“This all fits together very neatly, but there’s no decisive evidence that the tale is the origin of the nursery rhyme. In 15th-Century England, “Humpty Dumpty” was a common snarky nickname for somebody who was a little on the large side. Muddling the matter further, it’s also been suggested that Charles I himself was Humpty Dumpty, having been toppled from a great height by his Parliament. Those loyal to him certainly couldn’t put him back in his lofty position after all.”

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So our beloved egg was actually a canon… or a fat king.

In light of this discovery there’s only one thing I can be certain of now.

My entire childhood was a lie.

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Oh no, Hell no.

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This is the stuff of nightmares.

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My distaste of creepy little dolls is well known, but the idea of life size companion robot dolls is apt to make me run screaming from the room.

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I think it goes without saying I will not be running out to see this film anytime soon.

Or ever.

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The full body scenes in the movie are played by a 12 year dancer, but all the others are of this bizarre, freakishly realistic horror of a doll.

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*shudders*

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Reptilian.

Isn’t that what everyone looks for in a doll companion?

😱

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Crayon porn?

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Crayons and coloring books. The quintessential accessories of an innocent childhood.

Or not.

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I ask you, does anyone really need Penis Pump Periwinkle?

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This has got to be one of the weirdest things I’ve seen in a while… and I just posted about the Poop Strap.

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Everything is a dildo? I beg to differ….

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Anal Bleach Apricot?

I never colored my fruit trees with that when I was young.

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Miscellaneous nonsense purchases.

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I gave my husband a set of handy dandy pool cue cleaners for Xmas and upon further inspection, I believe English is not the manufacturer’s first language.

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Things are getting serious with the cellar project downstairs. How do I know this?

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Low velocity tools have been purchased and I have to admit…. I’m a little scared.

Upstairs in the office –

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A seemingly appropriate calendar has been placed on my desk.

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Yes…

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I think it’s damn near perfect.

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News you can’t use… and some that doesn’t bear thinking about.

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Get ready for a bit of ick factor in the headlines this week.

You’ve been warned.

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I don’t care if it cuts the water bill out completely, I’m not doing it.

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Oh, holy hell. There’s a topic I never gave a second, no less first, thought.

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Jet propelled poop?

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Excuse me while I go throw up.

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It’s statements like these that make me realize how marvelously out of touch I am.

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Well isn’t that just peachy.

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Watch out gentlemen. You may like the fact she makes more money than you, but that luxury comes with a price.

🤣

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Because sometimes you do get what you paid for… and then some.

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Years ago I had a wonderful little purse size green bottle of perfume with a funky top. It was a lightly herbal, somewhat floral refreshing scent. Naturally I couldn’t remember the name of it, but I knew it wasn’t expensive so I went shopping on Amazon just on the off chance I’d see it.

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Green, funky top, inexpensive…needing a new small bottle for my purse, I thought that could be it and ordered one.

I was wrong.

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So very wrong. The stupid thing towers above every other bottle I own and is most definitely not purse sized.

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Here it is next to a bottle of Chanel for scale. I’m sure it’s my fault for not noting the size when I bought it, but damn. Now I’m stuck with what seems like a gallon.

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Snow much for that.

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Lord Dudley Mountcatten’s idea of playing in the snow usually looks like this:

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But after the first small dump of the season last week the husband took his highness out for a winter stroll.

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But as much as Dudley loves the fresh air and being outside, cold feet is not his thing.

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So he found the one bare patch of stone wall…

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Loved on his favorite rock….

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And carefully avoiding as much snow as he could, made his way back inside.

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Lord Mountcatten is a fair weather feline and was pleased when all the snow melted the next day.

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Not my idea of a palooza.

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The definition of the word palooza is as follows:

The art of throwing a very drunken extravagent party with a plethora of friends. Whoever is throwing the palooza usually adds their name as a prefix to the word …

So when I saw this advertisement the other day? I called foul.

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There’s simply no room for a plethora of anything between those little strings.

Heck, even using the word panty is stretching it.

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Things I don’t need.

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I’m blaming the high tech toaster I received for Christmas on the first two ridiculous products that showed up on my feed.

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A smiling toast lamp? Jesus wept…

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And if I don’t want toast lighting my way to the bathroom, I certainly don’t need toast warming my hands either.

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Stickers on my eyelids? Just… no.

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Let me guess… when the water level is at half, I’ve drunk half the water? Brilliant. I never would have figured that out on my own.

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