All the news that’s not fit to print, right here. Just for you.
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They say it’s for safety in case of a crash, but these days I’m thinking it’s to stop them from punching annoying passengers. Lord knows I’ve wanted to a few times.
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If you’re a hermit crab it’s so other crabs don’t steal your home. If you’re human?
No comment.
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This does not bode well.
At all.
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No good can come from this.
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As in cutting a hole in the back of them and… well, yeah.
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If anyone could push quantum physics to its limit?
It’s a cat.
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I call foul.
If you’ve ever been on top of the snow covered slopes? You’re going to remember to wear pants. Trust me on this.
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Answering the age old question, what do Olympians do when not competing?
Chlorosis, or the “disease of virgins” (also known as “green sickness”), was a historical, primarily 16th to early 20th-century diagnosis for adolescent girls characterized by paleness, faintness, amenorrhea (suppressed menstruation), and poor appetite. Often attributed to a lack of sexual activity or “retained blood,” it was viewed as a social and medical condition that could supposedly be cured by marriage.
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Oh, they weren’t kidding.
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I’m guessing the goat didn’t win that argument.
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And I didn’t even know prosthetic nipples were a thing.
The world is a strange place.
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For Pete’s sake, hurry up.
Our President is in dire need.
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Ah, the life of a wildlife photographer.
So glamorous.
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Clearly there weren’t enough diseases or climate change disasters to study.
Another year, another trove of utterly useless headlines.
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I admit I’m not up to date on trending fetishes, so I had to look this one up.
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Gooning” primarily refers to a prolonged, trance-like masturbation practice involving intense edging (bringing oneself to the edge of orgasm without climaxing) for extended periods, creating a “high” or hypnotic state, often linked to online subcultures.
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Talk about delayed gratification.
Geesh.
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And you thought the loaves and fishes thing was something.
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Religion.
It never fails to surprise me.
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Whaaaat?
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Wow.
There really is one born every minute.
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Apparently not.
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This seems perfectly appropriate to me.
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“Why ‘slop’?
“The flood of slop in 2025 included absurd videos, off-kilter advertising images, cheesy propaganda, fake news that looks pretty real, junky AI-written books, ‘workslop’ reports that waste coworkers’ time… and lots of talking cats,” according to the dictionary.
“People found it annoying, and people ate it up.”
Like it or loathe it, they argue, the digital sludge is hard to ignore.
“Slop oozes into everything,” Merriam-Webster said.”
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That sums it up nicely. Digital sludge.
Though I’m sure the talking cats disagree.
And now for my last useless snippet of the year.
I’m going to flip useless on its head and drop something that’s not only useful… but almost mandatory for the state of the world right now.
You can’t use it, but you can laugh along with me reading it.
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Whaaaat?
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I will never look at a penguin the same way again.
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But…
But, they always seemed so sweet.
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Proof positive it’s always the last place you look.
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I figured it would be kale and was ready to rant, but oddly enough it turns out to be watercress. Does anyone even eat that anymore?
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I’ve never understood why people use online password managers … which can be hacked…to store their passwords. My password manager can’t be hacked as it’s a little black book with entries written by hand that I keep in my desk.
Heck, my husband doesn’t even know where it is.
That’s security.
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Perhaps.
But your perspective… or hers?
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Where there's only one step from the sublime to the ridiculous.